

Terrified Ant and Dec jump out of a helicopter in comical new I'm A Celebrity trailer as stars lament signing contract which says they must 'do everything together' HRT or alternative therapies? Lifestyle changes or just live with it? Meet the menopausal women who have tried EVERYTHING to reduce symptoms. 'It was an absolute dodgy turn': Love Island's Shaughna Phillips addresses shock collapse at the NTAs 'They couldn't keep their eyes off each other': Strictly's Nikita Kuzmin is dating Molly Rainford a week after split from his girlfriend 'In my head I heard my name': Alison Hammond reveals that she thought she DID win the NTA gong for Best Presenter in an hilarious mishap Holly Willoughby is booed at the NTs before sneaking out after backlash over 'queue-gate' - while Phil stumbles as he's quizzed over scandal And so it will be fascinating to see how far Li's lovelessness gets her.Tom Parker's widow Kelsey breaks down in tears while a clip of her late husband is played at the NTAs as his cancer documentary is nominated The market for big, sad love songs is, however, far larger and more lucrative than the market for left-field passive aggression, no matter how superbly turned. Never Gonna Love Again starts out with the treated shimmer of This Mortal Coil's cover of Song to the Siren but it quickly ends up sounding more like a power ballad (Foreigner's I Want to Know What Love Is, perhaps). There is a corresponding loss of eccentricity. The chorus is vast enough to have its own postcode, but it sings of affective exhaustion: "There's no hope for the weary/If you let them win without a fight." Most of the songs are produced by Li and Björn Yttling ( Peter Björn and John), who did the last two records, but the brought-in Greg Kurstin (Lily Allen) unleashes even more big, sad, studio ammo on Gunshot.

It's just sad and big.īut you have to salute the skill with which Li's monomania is executed. Li's misery is so all-encompassing, she can't face the palaver of treating the material in different ways. You are either in the mood for this depth of wallowing or you are not. Nine tracks make reference to hearts of steel and being made of stone, sleeping alone and never loving again. This is heartbreak squared, romantic pain for breakfast, lunch and afters not everyone will be able to stomach it. Every track on I Never Learn is a massive torch song. This time, though, there is less playfulness, and no tribal girl-group shimmying. Third time around, the 28-year-old Swede is still bouncing around a big, satisfying echo chamber of spacious production: heartbreak, after all, feels this magnified. There is no small irony in the fact that, if you do know a song from Wounded Rhymes, it will probably be the Magician house remix of I Follow Rivers, or the controversial boogie of Get Some, in which Li compares herself to a prostitute.
Having been mistaken for a sweet young thing on Little Bit and Dance, Dance, Dance, from her first outing, Youth Novels (2008), Li's follow-up shut the door firmly on innocence, and uppercut you with the idea of love as a blood sport.
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So if Wounded Rhymes was occasionally derivative, it was hugely involving – full of drama, lyrical candour and sing-along tunes, all delivered in Li's distinctive voice, an instrument of cracked yearning, laden with reverb.
