
In the title track from her debut LP, Lola Moore sent Retro spiralling through a cosmos of analogue synth nostalgia. If Stranger Things left you craving that warm buzz of circuitry and mood-drenched atmosphere, Retro scratches the itch with moody, spacey, interstellar escapism. From the first swell, it’s clear she refused to fall into the fray of mainstream pop monotony. She built her progressions as cathedrals of uninhibited expression, free from the scaffolding of conventional pop structures, choosing instead to run Retro like a pure stream of consciousness that kicks with assertion and playful authenticity.
The experimental earworm doesn’t chase accessibility; it arrives fully formed, driven by tonal conviction and a refusal to dilute emotion for commercial ease. The synths fold and bloom with a kind of retro-futurist reverence, landing somewhere between starlit solitude and neon-lit dreamscape. As the track moves towards its outro, swathes of autotuning wash across her harmonies until the line between voice and instrumentation dissolves entirely. The effect is a transhumanist curtain call, a final blurred silhouette of human expression merging with sonic machinery, sealing Retro as an unforgettable entry into the contemporary synth-pop gene pool.
As a Long Island-raised DIY musician, Lola Moore built the foundations of her debut album with the same ethos that shapes her live sets at open mic nights. She writes, plays keys and guitar, and approaches her sonic signature with the raw joy of creation without an atom of pressure to mould herself around the expectations of the pop meat market. Retro is proof of what happens when someone creates without compromise: you hear the person, not the algorithm.
Retro is now available on all major streaming platforms, including YouTube.
Review by Amelia Vandergast