Bad Flamingo switches up its song structure style a lot more on the single “Frying Pan” leaving ample open space into which the vocals cast a character study worthy of the duo’s previous material. It’s a tale of impending peril, doomed romance, a life lived on the edge but done so without regret. The banjo and slide guitar this time also providing some of the percussion as well as the textured tones that grounds this noir pop song with a tactile immediacy, which the band always seems to accomplish in various ways. The lyrics employ inventive thematic couplets that pair ideas that express similar ideas in divergent applications such as “I don’t feel safe, I don’t feel sound” and “I lose my shit, I lose myself, and I don’t like to lose.” Those couplets also include contrasting thoughts like a more creative way of conveying conflicting feelings the narrator has reconciled. Is this a country song? No, but the outlaw country sensibility is there. It’s like a dark Americana but of Bad Flamingo’s signature style of smoldering, moody, dreamlike pop with enough grit to keep it from ever sounding safe. Listen to “Frying Pan” on Spotify and follow Bad Flamingo at the links provided.
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