Review | LANY, on their way to Hong Kong, put all their eggs in a heart-shaped basket for debut album
The many-splendoured thing inspires the debut disc by the princes of West Coast R&B, a slick and dreamy affair that will divide as much as it unites
LANY
LANY
Polydor
Ever since people started writing songs, love has been music’s strongest muse. Deep, eternal, unrequited, forbidden. Love is all around us and there will always be demand for love songs. So much so that smooth R&B pop princes LANY have thrown all their eggs into one heart-shaped basket and dedicated their entire debut album to millennial lurve. It clocks in at nearly 60 minutes, over 16 tracks, so you can’t knock the Californian trio’s stamina. Backed by the sound of rainfall, the first words to leave lead singer Paul Klein’s mouth on EDM-influenced opener Dumb Stuff are, “Oh my God, I think I’m in love,” but it’s break-ups and lost love that seem to drive most of the tracks. Drenching their slick dreamy pop in warm west coast vibes, LANY (who play Kitec on August 8) are sure to attract strong feelings of love and hate with their sun-kissed debut.
