REVIEW: DEMI LOVATO - "Dancing With The Devil..."

Demi Lovato has released a new album, “Dancing With The Devil…The Art of Starting Over.” Read the review on WECB!

I saw the future. Or rather, I listened to it. keiyaA is a vision, a short circuit between body and consciousness, a splinter that makes Hooke's law – that of elastic tension – vibrate within the soul.

“Hooke's Law” it's not just an album, it's an emotional experiment: a continuous intersection of genres, identities, wounds and lucidity.

Written and produced over five years, the album is an act of survival through self-analysis. keiyaA dismantles and reassembles herself with jazz surgery and electronic glitch, between shattered soul, broken beats and liquid harmonies. It's as if Erykah Badu had made peace with Arca in a Brooklyn basement after a storm.
The result is a sonic map of black queer fragility, a manifesto of vulnerability as strength.

“Hooke's Law” is all about the performance of the depressed, the body that trembles but doesn't collapse. It is deconstruction and rebirth, a “safe space” built with synths that smell like rain and samples that seem to recall a childhood spent fighting. keiyaA does not seek catharsis, but coexistence: it accepts its past, present and future versions, letting them coexist in a harmonious din where everything coexists, even pain.

His excellent second album makes a radical gesture: it rejects resolution. Celebrate chaos as a language of identity. Musically, Hooke's Law slides from contemporary R&B to trap, ambient and jazz splashes but also oblique electronic and avant-soul showing connections with radical minds such as DJ Haram or Klein. It's a record that plays with sound as with gravity, ready to break just to stay true.
It's flesh and code. It's feeling and software.

Many of the songs come from his theatrical debut Milk Thotwritten and performed by herself, loosely based on her growing up in Chicago. There, as here, keiyaA's voice is a poetic scalpel: it speaks of anger and desire, of nostalgia and self-defense, of how fat black women are often domesticated or made invisible. She reacts: she screams softly, gracefully and with groove.

keiyaA doesn't ask for empathy, he imposes it. It is art that does not console but shakes, that does not embrace you – it mirrors you.
New borders, new frequencies. Definitely in my top ten of 2025.

New borders. Definitely in my top ten of 2025!

TO LISTEN NOW

stupid prizes – take it – be quiet!!!

TO BE SKIPPED IMMEDIATELY

Just under an hour. An enlightening listen!

SCORE: 8.50

TRACKLIST:

1. hethert waltz
2. i h8 u
3. stupid prizes
4. take it
5. be quiet!!!
6. think about it / what u think?
7.Kiss
8. make good
9. this time (feat. Rahrah Gabor)
10. lateeee
11. get close 2 me
12. fire sign oath
13. motions
14. motions reprise
15. break it
16. thirsty
17. devotions
18. nobody shows
19. until we meet again