That’s about 7°C, in case you were wondering…
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Samson Savill de Jong: An uptempo Dua Lipa pastiche about sexy sexy vampires — what more can you really ask for?
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Iain Mew: The twanging canter sets a mood well enough, but not more than that, and the barely sketched details and swallowed words make it feel like a snippet from a journey with the interesting bits left out.
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Nortey Dowuona: The heavy, sinking guitar and drums and mowing bass are led by Drew’s thin, raspy voice that is surprisingly stronger than you notice at first as the synths are swept down. Drew strides forward with purpose, her voice lifting the song higher, and then drops it, disappearing into the smoke.
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Katherine St Asaph: I assume “45 Fahrenheit” is some sort of reference I’m not getting, thus giving some referential sexiness to being vaguely above but not quite freezing, and some sense to a Danish artist in a Celsius world just dropping “Fahrenheit” into the lyric, only a little less clunkily than when Suzanne Vega did it. Appealing to US streaming, maybe? The Dua Lipa impression might’ve been appeal enough two years ago, the vampire theme 15 years ago, and the Western-flick-via-“Toxic” instrumental any of the past few times that’s been a nascent trend. Not a bad bouncy chorus.
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Scott Mildenhall: Whether it’s the autoignition point of euphonious numbers or something to do with vampires, the temperature befits a clinically cold blood. While the theme is off-kilter, the production’s punch is direct and the length is streaming-friendly. If anything it could be longer, but Drew Sycamore has a laser focus on elegance; it’s as if she’s used it to cut down “Lost on You”.
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Alfred Soto: What the title means…well, your guess is as good as mine. But it’s up to the singer to define it, and Drew Sycamore’s nicotine rasp won’t get out of the way.
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Juana Giaimo: A smooth western disco pop anthem. I have no complaints, but also nothing to get attached to.
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