6 Songs, 16 Minutes

EDITORS’ NOTES

Grace Shaw doesn’t seem to hold anything back on her third EP as Mallrat. Now in her twenties and split between Melbourne and LA, she’s as skilled at recounting how her parents broke each other’s hearts (“Charlie”) as she is at rhapsodizing about getting her braces off (“When I Get My Braces Off”). That disarming honesty is a Mallrat trademark: Shaw’s clear-eyed autobiography packs frequent emotional ambushes, even when we know they’re coming. Musically and vocally, she continues to blend poppy melodies with intimate beats and vulnerable singing. Yet even Shaw’s most cathartic moments don’t feel like heavy lifting; instead, they manifest as compact, memorable epiphanies that blossom like hazy summer fireworks.

EDITORS’ NOTES

Grace Shaw doesn’t seem to hold anything back on her third EP as Mallrat. Now in her twenties and split between Melbourne and LA, she’s as skilled at recounting how her parents broke each other’s hearts (“Charlie”) as she is at rhapsodizing about getting her braces off (“When I Get My Braces Off”). That disarming honesty is a Mallrat trademark: Shaw’s clear-eyed autobiography packs frequent emotional ambushes, even when we know they’re coming. Musically and vocally, she continues to blend poppy melodies with intimate beats and vulnerable singing. Yet even Shaw’s most cathartic moments don’t feel like heavy lifting; instead, they manifest as compact, memorable epiphanies that blossom like hazy summer fireworks.

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