Lolina: "gg"

"With one smoggy sample, Lolina lays her mistakes bare: "Come, meet me at the bar/Same time, same place," she invites her friend, a devilish lilt in her voice. "We can talk about our failures, and look good doing it." She sounds almost proud of the backs she's stabbed to get to where she is, even if the rasp in her voice betrays a lingering emptiness."

"But no time for regret, there's bad decisions to make. Up to the rooftops to gossip more, Lolina and her confidant talking shit like they know their best days are behind them. "Run the credits, roll the dice/I've given some bad advice," she hums wearily, barely beginning to draw out a melody before collapsing again into composed cattiness. And so it goes, back and forth, each new reckoning evaporating as quickly as the last round of drinks."

Once a lone, menacing magpie on the experimental pop fringes, Lolina now finds her template echoed by many artists. A smoggy sample opens "gg" as Lolina exposes mistakes and invites a confidant to commiserate: "Come, meet me at the bar/Same time, same place," promising to "talk about our failures, and look good doing it." Her voice carries a devilish lilt and rasp that suggests pride in her transgressions alongside lingering emptiness. The song moves from resigned reflection to conspiratorial gossip atop rooftops, with weary hums of "Run the credits, roll the dice/I've given some bad advice," collapsing into composed cattiness. Confidence arrives too late to repair past wrongs.

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