On May 21, Olivia Rodrigo, formerly known as the drivers license girl, released her long awaited debut album, Sour. On it, she is moody, self-centered and petty with no filters. In a culture in which were all projecting more mature and put-together versions of ourselves she wanted it to be like, messy. Sour is the beautifully imperfect portrait of an insecure teenage girl who went through the worst thing imaginable: a breakup.

The album opener, brutal, was an unexpected punch to the gut. The beginning of Sour sees her screaming accusations at life with self-deprecating lyrics detailing just how much of a lie the golden teenage years are. With pop punk instrumentation and a vocal performance Alex Turner would be proud of, we stand at the peak of her angst. This is the starting point of Sour

Listening to track 2, traitor, hurts. She is at her most vulnerable, betrayed and left alone to deal with the shipwreck of her breakup. Dont you dare forget about the way you betrayed me, she sings. By the time drivers license comes around, she has exhausted the indignation and is left deeply sad, haunted by red lights and stop signs that remind her of her lover. This song launched Rodrigo into what is possibly the fastest rise to superstardom the world has ever seen, spending eight weeks at the top of the Billboard Hot 100 and leading to not one, but two SNL features. Her polished vocal performance, the sharp imagery and the legendary bridge birthed one of the best heartbreak ballads to hit the charts in years.

1 step forward, 3 steps back sees Rodrigo relay a stream of consciousness as she melancholically recounts her self-destructive relationship with both her lover and herself. With unembellished vocals and no energy for pretense, she is all cried out at this point. And yet, as we all know, the journey to healing is not a straight line.

Track 6, deja vu, sees Rodrigo revert to petty obsession, as she picks apart her lovers new relationship, proclaiming its a cheap copy of what she had with him. She snarkily profiles his girlfriend choice, another actress / I hate to think that I was just your type, and mocks the girl too, she thinks its special / but its all reused. Sensibly enough, the next track, the snarky chart-topper good 4 u, sees her at her most bitter.

On this track, she becomes unhinged. Screw that, screw you / You will never have to hurt the way you know that I do probably takes the prize of most immature moment on the album, but its that same immaturity that makes this song so endearing and relatable. At this point, skeptics have to concede that there is no facade to Olivia Rodrigo, because this song makes her sound like a self-involved brat.

After wrapping up the pity party, she shrinks to the size of an ant on enough for you. The acoustic instrumentals reflect how little she thinks of herself, as she confesses she wouldve done anything to get her lover to stay. The next song, happier, is a sign that Rodrigo is starting to move on, as she bitterly accepts the breakup, singing I hope youre happy, but not like how you were with me. She fights with the bitterness, though. She realizes shes being petty by picking the new girl and the new relationship apart, but as the human being that she is, she keeps doing it anyway. On jealousy, jealousy, Rodrigo borrows the psychologist glasses from her dad and matter-of-factly recounts her woes, struggling between Instagram envy and self-love, between being petty and generous, featuring lines like Im happy for them, but then again Im not.

Then finally, FINALLY, she moves on. On favorite crime, she retells the story of her broken relationship with sadness. This song sees Rodrigo personify Taylor Swift on folklore, as she describes herself as a willing accomplice in her lovers crimes, with the closing line, Well, I hope I was your favorite crime. Theres a magic in the songs simplicity that almost makes it feel like a grandiose epic; with the haunting final harmonies, she exorcizes the pain out of her story, and turns the page. This is where Sourshouldve ended but it didnt.

For the last track, hope ur ok, it is evident where she was trying to go: This was the full-circle moment, when she finally broke free of her post-breakup tunnel vision and spread her wings in kindness and gratitude again. However, based on the albums subject matter, it seems unnecessary, and it will rest besides Dua Lipas Boys Will Be Boys as part of the underwhelming final album tracks that tried to be deep but felt inauthentic.

Except for this final track, Rodrigos effort feels cohesive, honest and meaningful. Sour is a solid album that deserves every last bit of the praise and attention it is getting. Watch out for this one; we just got a Sour taste of the next main pop girl.

Album: Sour by Olivia Rodrigo

Label: Geffen Records

Favorite Song: brutal

If you like: drivers license

Shamrocks: 4.5/5 shamrocks

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The anatomy of a breakup: Olivia Rodrigo's 'Sour' // The - Observer Online