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Singles: The Nation Blue, Sia, Lady Gaga & More

I don’t ask much in this humble little column that hits the streets each week. But I’ll ask this: It would be great if you could all get behind the Western Bulldogs Football Club this Friday evening. Cheers, Lachlan.

GUY SEBASTIAN : Candle

You know how sometimes a track has so many things it reminds you of that it kind of makes all reference points meaningless? Guy goes there with Candle. At times it sounds like Flume, at times My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy-era Yeezy, Yeezus-era Yeezy, Franky Ocean, and a bit of Hozier. And Hozier fucking sucks. But despite being a touch overcooked and contrived, Candle mostly works.

 

THE NATION BLUE : Wild

Sustaining a nebulous state of existence over the past few years as members pursue various other outfits, The Nation Blue have made their biggest comeback yet with the announcement of two new LPs and a headline national tour. Wild reeks of urgency, packing a shitload into its brief runtime. It’s an anthem of desperation. A bloody good one at that.

 

SIA FEAT. KENDRICK LAMAR : The Greatest

Sia Furler has been on a bit of a nonstop roll since 2014’s 1000 Forms Of Fear, settling into her wig era with a knack for quality and quantity. Following on from this year’s This Is Acting, Sia releases the standalone cut The Greatest in tribute to the victims of the Pulse nightclub attack. It’s empowering pop, the yearning for greatness through adversity that Sia has effortlessly bottled over and over again.

 

SINGLE OF THE WEEK

LADY GAGA : Perfect Illusion

The misfired Jeff Koons-artifice aesthetic of ARTPOP aside (though it did have its moments), Lady Gaga still stands as one of the greatest rockstars to emerge this side of Y2K. The collaborative covers album with Tony Bennett in 2014 provided the perfect palate cleanse after ARTPOP’s cul-de-sac of musical direction. And now Gaga emerges anew. There’s a fearlessness on Perfect Illusion, an unleashed freedom, buoyed by Kev Parker’s loose drum tones. It’s a wonderfully strange song, employing standard pop tropes while eschewing into an organic uncanny valley. Gaga backs herself, and while at first listen it might have some dissonance, its triumph resonates through overwhelming force. Gaga could be about to paint her masterpiece.