“Flowers” Power: Miley’s Message of Self-Sufficiency
Mars’ chorus: “That I should have bought you flowers.”
Cyrus’ chorus: “I can buy myself flowers.”
Mars: “And held your hand.”
Cyrus: “And I can hold my own hand.”
Mars: “Should have gave you all my hours.”
Cyrus: “Talk to myself for hours.”
Mars: “Take you to every party ‘cause all you wanted to do was dance.”
Cyrus: “I can take myself dancing.”
From a production standpoint, Kid Harpoon and Tyler Johnson keep the verses quiet, gloomy, almost wilted, all constructed to make the cloud-free chorus flourish with confidence. Harpoon’s prominent disco-funk bass line lends smooth, soulful sass, the kind that inspires strutting down a hallway before erupting in euphoric abandon, as displayed by Cyrus in the accompanying Jacob Bixenman-directed music video. (The video is reminiscent of Francis Lawrence’s “Cry Me a River” for Justin Timberlake, who, like Cyrus, is shown breaking into the home of a former, and allegedly unfaithful, lover.)
With the New Year a little over a month in, and Valentine’s Day ahead, Cyrus’ “Flowers” could not have been released at a better time. (Likely its January 13 launch date was to coincide with Hemsworth’s birthday.) Two of the possible reasons the track has resonated with so many: Resolutions for better self-care are (hopefully) still in practice, with the song serving as an extra push to stay resilient; singles get an added reminder to tend to—and cultivate—self-sufficiency. “Flowers” is the musical equivalent of a dozen red roses.
Columbia Records. Album-Cover Photography by Brianna Capozzi.
Holy Synth: Listen to Chvrches Cover “Cry Me a River”
The electro-pop trio, Chvrches visited the BBC 1 Radio Live Lounge, where they performed their re-imagining of Justin Timberlake pop/hip-hop hit, “Cry Me a River.” To say it’s a cover seems inaccurate, as Iain Cook and Martin Doherty (enthusiastically) add their signature preprogrammed blips, bits and synth-infused accompaniment to Lauren Mayberry’s vocals.
Kudos to Timberlake and his production team for creating such an enduring story about infidelity and the karmic consequences about to experienced by a cheater in a relationship (Your bridges were burned/And now it’s your turn/to cry…”). Yet an equal amount of recognition goes to Chvrches: They remain authentic to their haunting electro sound, while staying true to the spirit of the lyrics (note that Mayberry, thankfully, doesn’t change the point of view: “Girl, I refuse/You must have me confused/with some other guy.” And don’t it make you “glad” about it?