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Claire Boucher is queen of the art angels; equal parts alternative genesis of modern DIY culture, handling the hefty reigns of every facet of her atypical artistry from writing to recording to producing to design, while equal parts electro-pop altruist, gripping mainstream pop by its predictable, one-dimensional sensibilities (or gonads) and delivering instead, her dynamic cult-coveted Grimes persona, winged and honest, dissolving the limiting ethos of boundary between underground and conventional pop. And just as there's a vibrant duality in the name the Canadian singer-producer gave to her long-awaited fourth album Art Angels, so is there a contrast in the texture and conception of it.

For nearly four years, Grimes fans have waited impatiently for the follow-up to the alternative break-out Visions in 2012, and since then have burrowed into the hidden and should-be forbidden pockets of the internet known as 'the comment section' to divulge and anticipate over Boucher's inevitable pander to the pop-mainstream. Visions, which Grimes recorded at home on GarageBand still offered remnants of the Canadian's come-up in Montreal's underground punk scene, a positively pure proposal of hope that in 2015, basements can curate popstars. Yet the musical fairy-tale maybe offered too much hope for some in the internet-generation, whose chronic-pessimism propelled a certainty that Grimes' authentic delivery was just a one-time thing. She had to have sold out. After all, the post-modern pop artist had signed to Roc Nation management, moved to LA, scrapped an entire album's worth of music too dark for release and travelled the world in search of her next opus. But Art Angels is here and Grimes has supplied a sonic virus to her non-believers in music forums and social media with fourteen ambitiously avant-pop numbers, just as potently sugary as they are powerfully ominous. Visions put Grimes on the map as pop's pure misfit but Art Angels secured her tangible place as the genre's most unconventional star. For those that doubted, she's done that thing she does, but better. More defined.

With signature vocal reverb and whimsical coos, Boucher let's her imagination roam through digitized ballads which land as a testament to sharpened electronic production skills and vast array of sonic inspirations, nodding to K-pop, dancehall drums, lush '80s framework, rave runs, country guitar riffs and industrial perks. Written through the perspective of Al Pacino in The Godfather Pt 2, 'Kill V Maim', is a guitar-heavy electro-pop score for immeasurable destruction via a paranoid recluse. 'Scream', a horrorcore witch-house bass number is Grimes' first producer track, featuring Taiwanese rapper Aristophanes, who spits mandarin over reviled wailing and demonic hisses, while shimmery pop infection spreads rapidly through loopy hook-driven radio-revolutionary numbers like 'Flesh without Blood', 'Belly Of The Beat' and the early-surfaced 'REALiTi'.

But on the album's surprise oeuvre 'California', Grimes' ambitions surpass genre, culture or expectation with country-induced melodies, hand-clapping percussion and sweet sonic soundscapes as Claire, in contrast, reflects on her somber journey to the golden state. "The things they see in me, I cannot see myself. When you get bored of me, I'll be back on the shelf," she sings as if to call out all the media speculations and internet comments she's been lurking through the past few years while she kept fans waiting. But Claire Boucher's genre and cultural boundary-crossing is a testament to her consistent innovations and artistic reincarnation, not in order to meet expectancy, but to fulfil her own desires.

Despite what anyone else writes about her, critic or not, it's Grimes who's in control over her own narrative. "If you're looking for a dream girl, I'll never be your dream girl" she sings on the final track 'Butterfly,' almost closing the long-awaited opus with a singular symbol. Grimes will never be able to live up to your expectations, because she's too busy inside her own dreams. The art angels make for better company anyway.

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