Lorde’s ‘Green Light’ is a Springsteen-esque banger

The poet laureate of hot pop for freak bitches is back, you guys, and she didn’t wimp out on us. “Green Light,” like the rest of Lorde’s catalog, is intellectual and eerie as hell, but it’s also a beaming banger devoted to the singular pleasure of drinking and fucking your way back to life after a breakup.

Co-producer Jack Antonoff’s touch is evident in the progression of the bouncy piano, which lends a distinctly American lust to Yelich-O’Connor’s otherworldliness. This is her “Dancing In The Dark”; an aching ode to dejection and rebirth at the bar. “Green Light” is menacing in the voracity of its passion. “Did it frighten you?” Lorde growls. “How we kissed when we danced on the light up floor?” She knows the answer.

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