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Even before she became involved with an A-list celebrity, FKA Twigswrote songs about being looked at.
She took seriously the bizarre exchange of being seen and recognized by strangers.
(Theyve since split, and she hasmoved on.)
Cellophane, her first new song in three years, shines a light on that suffocating scrutiny.
I dont want to have to share our love / I try, but I get overwhelmed.
If she sounded aloof on previous records, she sheds that protective layer here.
Her voice cracks and groans and breaks, as if its dragging more weight than it can bear.
This is Twigs at her slowest, most serene, and most painful.
Suddenly, the focus of her music is not the polish but the cracks.
The instrumentation erodes and, as she sings, so does Twigss voice.
