Growing up isn’t always easy and it is now apparent to me how vastly different everyone’s lives can be. Sounding like an electrified, version of 90’s alternative music, Meg Myers’ debut album is an emotionally saturated powerhouse of sound. Sorry is a concise, pouring out of emotions. It discusses what many people consider simple emotions with such daring complexity that it eventually has you looking at every aspect of your psyche from a new angle. Both completely honest and relentlessly brutal, her goal is not to lament the past but to learn from it and grow.
Album opener, ‘Motel’ starts off with reinforcing statements regarding Myers’ sadness. She clearly struggles with the more unsavory aspects of her life which is now headed towards stardom. It’s hard not to empathize with her struggle as she belts out, “I wanna love, wanna live, wanna breathe, wanna give, wanna. But it’s hard and it’s dark and were doomed from the start.” A pessimistic naturalist’s sort of interpretation of the world when trying to be optimistic. It is a lot of moving thoughts that all end up coming across as honest.
Myers’ honesty is perhaps her strongest ally (other than her incredible voice), as she is capable of turning her own sadness and sorrow into music that sounds more like a breathe of empowerment than a bath in sorrow. The title track, “Sorry”, is the perfect example of this occurrence as it it maneuvers its way around the subject of an afflicting break-up via its electronic elements and 1000-volt chorus. She has transformed her fears into energy on ‘A Bolt From The Blue’, creating a sound well equipped for mainstream pop-radio – albeit one with dark undertones.
Bass guitar skills rear their head on the threatening sound of ‘Desire’, which is a rock-influenced uncomfortable yet sexy journey into Myers’ sexuality. From this point, the instrumentation on the project succumbs to a quicksand-like hold. Drums and guitars comprise the more generic makeup of the latter half of the emotional outing. While it all sounds good and perhaps better fits the subject matter covered, it represses the lively energy contained in the first half beneath slowly articulated guitars and violins. There are moments, ‘Lemon Eyes’ and ‘Make A Shadow’, that provide the same adrenaline potent build-up and choruses that Myers is fitted to command.
The album’s content isn’t by any means edgy in its meaning. Infact, its meaning is so easily relatable that it can become uncomfortably edgy in its honesty. Relationship and break-ups have been commonplace among song topics for as long as any person can remember. The beauty isn’t in the details – rather, it lies within the vagueness of her pen downed emotions. Instead of detailing what happened in her relationships, she places almost all of the emphasis on her brokenness and turns it into her freedom by the time the last eerie, scratching second of ‘Feather’ rolls out from your speaker.