I’ll be shocked if a more perfect pop song than Chappell Roan’s “Good Luck, Babe!” is released this year… maybe this decade. Every detail of the production is purposeful (the camp 80’s sitcom keys in the verses, the tension build in the pre chorus and the way it’s recapitulated/intensified in the bridge, the strings(!!!), the subtle-until-it-isn’t tape warble that could easily read as a nostalgic gimmick, but instead actually serves the emotion of the song) and the melody strains through melancholy towards ecstasy, leaving the tension perfectly unresolved. At the centre of it all is Chappell’s voice, which carries distinct echoes of Kate Bush and Cyndi Lauper but remains her own instrument, a thing of stunning beauty and range over which she has seemingly effortless control.

Three minutes and thirty seven seconds of pure pop bliss. Have a listen .