🔗 Share this article The Leading Album of 2025: The Artist's Lux Claims the Number One Spot. Initially, this work could seem more like a challenging university quiz than a new pop album from a musician who just had a last single was a collaboration with a global K-pop star. Split into 4 separate parts and performed in 13 tongues, it is a dizzying classical-tinged work investigating female mystique, religious ascent, and corporal transformation, frequently via the prism of various women saints. The dissolution of a relationship—a topic handled with raw openness on another major 2025 album—is shot upwards on this record, carried by the constant sound of a major orchestra and contributions from a Pulitzer-winning songwriter among an extensive roll call of collaborators. Its sheer ambition by itself renders the work of other artists seem rather small. Rising Above Scholarly Exercise That this album manages to avoid dry academic chin-stroking is nothing short of a miracle, with complete credit belonging to the artist. While this is not her first project to fuse historical sounds with the present, its stakes are far higher on Lux, with the tightrope walk far more pronounced. What really raises her fourth album, outside of its multilayered tunes, rich compositions, and engrained theatricality, proves to be a core sense of playfulness. Much like the legendary Björk at her peak, there is a wondrous quality to Rosalía's voice that pulls you into its tornado. When she's tearing hearts in two, the listener nevertheless want to stay right there for the journey. A Signature Example of Joy This exuberant energy shines brightly on the stirring Italian song inspired by Saint Clare. It bathes in a string-drenched whirlpool over more than four minutes. Suddenly, all the music falls away, to reveal there's a spontaneous giggle and a comment prior to a hilariously over-the-top string crescendo crashes down with cartoonish impact. The song then segues to the frenetic single featuring racing strings, a powerful choir, and a cameo appearance from none other than Björk. "The charm with Lux is that you never exactly understand—or even want to know—where it will go to next." Almost each song ends in a completely distinct point than how it began. One moment explores the fleeting nature of celebrity with a featherlight symphony only to collapsing into digital chaos. Another, a cut that recalls the artist's previous rhythmic style begins out moody and brooding, with menacing beats, before fluttering flamenco rhythms and an angelic choir enter to smooth its jagged edges. The Balance Of Art and Accessibility A key balancing act of the album is straddling the line between bold innovation and broad appeal. This is little surprise that it has become her highest-charting release to break into the upper reaches of key charts: its heart contains a collection of truly catchy pop songs. A song sung primarily in English builds around a chorus that seems to gather increasingly infectious melodies as it spins skyward. That trick is repeated on a different expansive ballad that grows and contracts, weaving layered melodies like a complex weave. A dance-infused song charms via its playful, Disney-adjacent flair and a chant-along chorus. Lyrically, it shares the cultural impact of other heartbreak songs, eviscerating a former partner described as an "emotional bully". Across the album, the singing have a sharp smile, akin to a fairy-tale figure concealing a knife: "Top prize in acting like a scoundrel / You've won the trophy of letdown." An Opulent Banquet for the Ears Lux represents pop on a grand level, an ambitious reach for capital-A artistry in an era of looming artificial blankness. It rejects self-absorption for glorious transcendence, crafting a dramatic drama that masterfully controls its own inherent ridiculousness. It is an abundant well of hidden treasure that requires time to completely mine but doesn't feels like a chore. Where some major pop albums of the year seemed like feasting on scraps, this record is a lavish banquet at which the characters at it, some tipsy on holy wine, flit from conversations about historical saints, the galvanizing feeling of heartbreaking sadness, and common stories about useless men. In essence, it's a contemporary theatrical production from pop's most restlessly creative practitioner.