A self proclaimed "intense love story gone wrong", it is immediately clear that Lykke Li has lived, and this maturity and experience is threaded throughout Wounded Rhymes. The pop of debut album Youth Novels still remains, but instead here is threaded amongst tones of angst ridden pessimism. It's a hard feat to master, but she certainly does so. We are still treated to the handclaps and off beat drums we have come to know and love, but the sound has evolved and the album presents a somewhat irregular mixture of genres.

Opening track 'Youth Knows No Pain' seems to take inspiration from Santogold; a slightly grittier pop, filled with thumping drums and Hammer organ. First single 'I Follow Rivers' is catchy and perfect for the radio and for me the stand out track of the album, after one listen I had the song reverberating around my head. 'Love Out Of Lust' creaks with heartache, tribal drums and a hollow echoing beat.

The album flows amazingly up to this point, and each song seems a natural evolution of the other. It is with 'Unrequited Love' that the sound changes, and we are thrown into gospel melodies, stripped down percussion and girl group harmonies. The "shoo whops" definitely surprised me, and I'm still not quite sure how to take them. She seems keen to revamp her, "shy, shy, shy" image into something more powerful and boldly provocative 'Get Some' marches us into a ferocious picture of twenty-first century womanhood. Li flirts with the listener confidently, 'I'm your prostitute, you gone get some" and seems highly influenced by the stomping and swinging of rockabilly.

'Rich Kid Blues' eerie use of horror-show synthesizer creates a block of noise designed to unsettle, whereas 'Sadness Is A Blessing' contains 60s rhythms which cheerfully shroud a darker lyrical obsession that seems to embody the album. 'I Know Places' is another transgression in the album, sparse and uncluttered, it is here that we can truly appreciate the directness of the vocals, removed from heavy blankets of powerful instruments. 'Jerome' is aggressively defiant, with thunder rumbles and hand claps aplenty, and the otherworldly atmosphere is reminiscent of Bat For Lashes. The album goes out with another industrial, foreboding finale, fittingly titled 'Silent My Song'.

Lykke Li does an outstanding job in creating a successfully composed second album. The album is a better, more mature, worldly, dark and foreboding listen which still manages the maintain the catchy, pop approach of her debut. This is grown up pop.

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