Lola Young - I’m Only Fucking Myself

On ‘I’m Only Fucking Myself’, Lola Young bares it all: gloriously unfiltered, sharply observed and often very funny. It’s a record full of impulse and contradiction, where sex, shame, addiction and arrogance all bleed into one another. Every song sounds like it could be a single - just not always one you’d hear before the watershed.

A soft-spoken voice note leads into ‘FUCK EVERYONE’, a punchy, sex-first opener that kicks the album off with confidence and zero shame. ‘One Thing’ keeps the mood unbothered and horny, flaunting its hook with a wink. ‘d£aler’ shifts the emotional weight, addressing sobriety with clarity, but never losing its sense of groove; it's one of several moments where Lola explores something raw without softening the blow.

She’s a writer who understands balance. ‘Post Sex Clarity’ is reflective but sly, delivering one of the album’s best lines - “When I finish it’s not the end of you and I” - like it’s been sitting in her Notes app for bloody ages. ‘SPIDERS’ unpacks anxiety with tenderness, while ‘who fucking cares?’ drifts into emotional collapse.

Throughout, Lola resists the urge to explain herself. ‘why do I feel better when I hurt you’ is self-critical but honest. ‘Not Like That Anymore’ aches with guilt and relapse, anchored by the quiet gut-punch of "I’m a dumb little addict". Elsewhere, the snark takes over: ‘SAD SOB STORY! :)’ is a brutal brush-off.

And then comes the closer: ‘ur an absolute c word’. A final voice note, affectionate and disarming, that leaves the album not with bitterness, but with a kind of intimacy.

There’s no tidy resolution here; just a brilliant songwriter turning self-sabotage and late-night decisions into some of the most distinct, personality-packed pop around.