Album review: Sky Ferreira: Night
Time, My Time
8/10
Five years since Sky Ferreira was first signed to a record label, the 21-year-old finally releases her debut - a record that is certainly worth the wait.
Initially,
‘Night Time, My Time’ is a collection of synth-pop songs. First single from the
album ‘You’re Not The One’ is infectious and dance-like behind its lyrics
tinged with revenge and shadows. Similarly, ‘24 Hours’ sounds like it has
emerged from the credit sequence of an 80s teen movie, with its catchy melody
and ballad-like vocals.
However,
there is a vulnerability undeniably intertwined with the record, perhaps first
depicted on the album sleeve shot by Gaspar NoƩ. The most intriguing yet
conceivably poignant song of the album, ‘I Blame Myself’, frequents a lyric
about Ferreira blaming herself for her reputation. Following her recent arrest
for drug possession with boyfriend Zachary Cole Smith (of DIIV), the singer
posted the lyrics to her tumblr account, leading to parallels being drawn
between the incident and the song’s lyrics. Ferreira sings “how could you know
what it feels like to fight the hounds of hell? You think you know me so well”,
creating the idea of a misconstrued and misunderstood public image as she
contrasts one of the album’s simpler melodies with an intricate set of lyrics.
Another
element to the album is the presence of grungy guitars and heavy synths. Present
on ‘Omanko’ – which is Japanese for vagina - and ‘Kristine’, amongst others,
they convey the sonically vampy and defiant components to the record. Ferreira’s
powerful and equally beautiful vocals are another contributor to the brilliance
of ‘Night Time, My Time’, particularly as a debut. Often, Ferreira’s sound is shrouded
of any vulnerability to make way for her empowering, strong sound – I like to
think of this as symbolising how she has made the strong decision to command her
music career and release a brilliant album, despite previous setbacks.
A debut
album’s role is to put out an offering to the wide world; in Sky Ferreira’s
instance her offering is both exciting and god-damn catchy.
Written by Amelia Holloway
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