This week’s new tracks: Lauran Hibberd, Clairo, DellaXOZ

Lauran Hibberd

Bleugh

A noise that normally greets either toilet bowl or the Best Friends WhatsApp group after a particularly eye-rolling Tinder episode, Bleugh is not the nicest of onomatopoeic words. Nonetheless, it sets singer-songwriter Lauran Hibberd up for a dose of noisy Britpop catharsis, shaking off the stresses of a deadbeat boyfriend. As the old saying goes: some things really are better out than in.

Clairo

Blouse

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Lorde’s comeback single was about as heavily anticipated as the UK’s reopening, but in the eyes of Gen Z, her comrade Clairo wasn’t far behind on the wishlist. Blouse more than delivers: a gentle acoustic ballad of devastating couplets and Elliott-Smith double-vocal, culminating in a ruinous chorus: “Why do I tell you how I feel? / When you’re just looking down the blouse?” Sad girl Summer has well and truly arrived.

DellaXOZ

AHH!!

When I was 16 years old, the extent of my musical prowess was the odd stint on Guitar Hero and a naff attempt at writing Paramore-meets-Arctic-Monkeys social commentary in a Funky Friends notebook. For DellaXOZ, 16 is an appreciably more dexterous age, allowing her to create a kawaii-guitar interlude that squeezes plenty of ideas into barely one and a half minutes. A full record will likely be something very special.

Jessie J

I Want Love

Confined mostly to meme fodder in recent years, it is easy to forget that Jessie J can really sing, clambering up and down scales with the fearless ease of a rambunctious toddler at soft play. I Want Love recycles a few too many ideas from the Dreamgirls soundtrack to properly spark an inferno, but her disco flares still cut a satisfying shape.

TXT

Magic

Rising through the K-pop ranks, TXT (or Tomorrow X Together to their real fans) do a great Jonas Brothers impression on Magic, a slice of wedding-disco cake that delivers fun for the entire family. The “Everybody clap your hands / If you’ve got a broken heart / Just take a chance” breakdown is particularly joyous; why cry when you can trick yourself into this kind of giddy optimism?