The Pop Corporation

What do you get when you cross Paul McCartney, Thundercat, Kate Bush, Tchotchke, Weyes Blood, Eddie Chacon, Sylvie and other cool stuff? You get the new album from Buzzy Lee, that’s what.

Buzzy Lee’s real name is Sasha Spielberg if you must know, and ‘Shoulder to Shoulder’ is one of those LPs that has you talking about pop in it’s purest form – but this isn’t music for clubs and drive time radio – instead, intimate portraits, DIY production and killer songwriting.

Tender vocals, melodious and sparse piano, wonky synths and rubber band bass, this is a hugely rewarding and delicate little body of work.

And yes, it’s the daughter of that Spielberg. We shouldn’t judge her on that though, as by going under the Buzzy Lee moniker, she’s not exactly dining out on her name, even if the struggle is a bit different from the rest of us.

In fact, we’d been listening to this album and enjoying the hell out of it before we looked her real name up.

It’s a fun, lo-fi, bedroom pop collection that’s sneakily quite expansive, filled with chamber orchestra ornamentations and mellow brass – it’s a singer songwriter LP alright, and if you’re feeling vulnerable or staying up late, this is an album that’ll do you very nicely indeed.

That said, this is not some mawkish, self indulgent thing – it’s a really playful listen, and if it’s like flicking through someone’s diary pages, the entries are filled with enough light and love amongst the self confessions.

There’s just enough experimentation to make this a cut above some of the alt pop navel gazers, but it is super accessible and it is well worth your time.

It’s a confident thing, as well as a confidential too. Get on it.