Our Premier Album of 2025: Rosalía's Masterpiece Takes the Top Spot.
On the surface, this work might appear more like a challenging university challenge rather than the latest pop project from a musician who just had a last hit featured an international pop star. Divided into 4 separate movements and sung in thirteen languages, we have a head-spinning classical-tinged work that delves into female mystery, spiritual transcendence, and corporal change, often through the prism of various women saints. The end of a love affair—a theme treated with grounded openness on another major 2025 album—soars heavenward on this record, supported by the constant presence of a major symphony orchestra and contributions from a Pulitzer-winning composer within a long list of collaborators. The pure daring alone renders the efforts of other pop stars appear quite small.
Transcending Academic Pretense
That this album manages to avoid overly intellectual posturing feels nothing short of miraculous, with full praise going to Rosalía. Although this is not her first album to fuse the past with modern styles, the stakes are far greater on Lux, and the balancing act far more dramatic. What truly raises this fourth release, outside of its multilayered tunes, rich arrangements, and inherent theatricality, is an essential sense of joy. Much like the iconic Björk during her height, there is a wondrous sense to Rosalía's voice which sweeps you up in its whirlwind. Even when she's breaking hearts in two, you still want to be alongside her through the ride.
A Prime Moment of Exuberance
This playful energy comes forth brightly during a stirring piano-led song inspired by Saint Clare. It luxuriates in a sorrowful melancholy over several minutes. Suddenly, everything drops away, to reveal there's a spontaneous giggle and a declaration before a comically exaggerated string surge thuds down like comedic force. The song immediately shifts into the frenetic single driven by galloping orchestration, a powerful choral group, and a cameo appearance from none other than Björk.
"The magic of Lux is that the listener never quite understand—or even wish to predict—what it is going to next."
Nearly each song ends at a totally different place than where it started. A track explores the fleeting nature of celebrity with a featherlight orchestration before collapsing in digital chaos. Another, a cut echoing her previous trap-infused work begins off moody and sinister, with menacing vocals, until fluttering traditional rhythms and an angelic chorus enter to smooth the song's rough edges.
The Balance Between Art & Pop
A key achievement on the album is straddling the line of bold innovation and mainstream appeal. It is no surprise that the album has become her highest-charting release to crack the upper reaches of major charts: at its core a collection of utterly catchy hits. A song performed entirely in English swells on a refrain that seems to collect more and more nagging melodies while it spirals upward. That trick gets repeated by another expansive track that grows and constricts, intertwining layered melodies as an intricate weave.
- A dance-infused number seduces with its playful, theatrical drama and an anthemic hook.
- In its words, it aligns with cultural honesty of contemporary heartbreak anthems, eviscerating an ex- partner labeled an "psychological terrorist".
- Throughout these tracks, the singing have a painted-on edge, akin to a storybook figure concealing a knife: "Top prize in being a scoundrel / You have won the trophy of letdown."
An Opulent Feast for the Soul
Lux is pop on a grand scale, a hungry grasp for capital-A artistry in an era of looming AI-generated blankness. It rejects self-absorption in favor of sublime transcendence, creating an over-the-top drama that skillfully controls its own built-in ridiculousness. It is a deep well of hidden treasure that requires time to completely mine but never feels like a chore. Where some big pop albums of 2025 seemed like a meager scraps, Lux offers a lavish feast where the guests around it, perhaps tipsy on sacred wine, flutter between conversations about historical saints, the profound sensation of soul-shattering grief, and shared gossip about hopeless men. In essence, it's a modern-day theatrical production from music's truly restlessly inventive visionary.