Our Premier Record of the Year: Rosalía's Lux Secures the Number One Spot.
Initially, this work could seem more like an arduous university quiz than a new pop project by a musician who just had a last single featured a global pop icon. Broken across four distinct sections and performed in thirteen languages, this is a dizzying orchestral-influenced work exploring female mystery, religious ascent, and physical change, frequently through the lens of various women saints. The dissolution of a romance—a theme handled with grounded openness elsewhere—soars upwards here, buoyed by the constant sound of a major orchestra and input from a Pulitzer-winning composer within a long list of contributors. Its sheer daring alone makes the efforts of other artists look rather laughable.
Rising Above Scholarly Pretense
That this album manages to avoid dry intellectual posturing feels nearly miraculous, and complete credit going to Rosalía. While it's not the first time project to fuse historical sounds and modern styles, the stakes feel much greater on Lux, with the balancing act more dramatic. What really raises this fourth album, beyond its complex tunes, rich compositions, and inherent drama, proves to be a core spirit of playfulness. Much like the legendary Björk during her peak, there is a wondrous sense to Rosalía's singing which sweeps the listener into its whirlwind. Even when she is tearing hearts in two, you still want to be alongside her through the ride.
A Signature Moment of Joy
This playful spirit comes forth brightly during the stirring piano-led song inspired by Saint Clare. It luxuriates in a string-drenched melancholy for several moments. Then, all the music falls away, to reveal there's a gleeful laugh and a comment prior to a comically exaggerated string surge crashes down like cartoonish force. The song then shifts to the wild track driven by galloping orchestration, a powerful choir, and a cameo appearance from none other than herself.
"The charm with this album lies in you rarely quite know—nor wish to predict—where it is going to next."
Nearly each track concludes at a totally distinct point from how it started. A track explores the transient nature of celebrity with a delicate symphony before collapsing into digital cacophony. Another, a song that recalls the artist's previous trap-infused style starts off dark and brooding, with prowling vocals, until fluttering traditional rhythms and a heavenly chorus enter to soften its rough edges.
The Bridge Between Experiment and Pop
A key balancing act on the album involves navigating the line between radical experimentation and broad accessibility. This is no coincidence that the album has achieved her first work to break into the upper reaches of key charts: at its core a suite of truly undeniable hits. A song performed entirely in English swells on a chorus that seems to collect increasingly nagging melodies as it spirals upward. This feat is echoed on a different expansive ballad that expands and contracts, intertwining layered melodies as a complex tapestry.
- A waltz-like number seduces with its jaunty, theatrical flair and an anthemic hook.
- In its words, it shares the cultural honesty of contemporary breakup songs, eviscerating a former partner described as an "psychological bully".
- Throughout the album, the singing have a sharp smile, like a storybook figure concealing a blade: "Gold medal in being a motherfucker / You have won the trophy of disappointment."
An Opulent Feast for the Ears
This album is popular music on a grand scale, a hungry grasp for high artistry amid of looming AI-generated blankness. It eschews self-absorption for glorious transcendence, crafting a dramatic spectacle that masterfully manages its own built-in excess. This is an abundant well of buried treasure that requires time to fully explore but doesn't feels like a chore. Where some major pop albums of 2025 seemed like a meager meal, Lux is a lavish banquet where the guests at the table, some tipsy on sacred drink, flit from conversations about ancient saints, the galvanizing sensation of heartbreaking grief, and common gossip about useless men. In essence, it's a modern-day musical from pop's truly restlessly creative practitioner.