Eliza Doolittle: In Your Hands
Eliza Doolittle
In Your Hands
(Parlophone Records)
When Eliza Doolittle came on the scene, comparisons to Lily Allen were inevitable with her infectious pop sound and sweet delivery. On her sophomore record, Doolittle has found a chance to show a bit of maturity, though her lyrics havenāt grown at the same rate as her voice.
Album opener āWaste of Timeā is a wonderful fusion of piano with some R&B undertones. āHushā is a sugary pop tune, and Doolittleās performance clashes wonderfully with the amount of profanity she uses when trying to quiet a lying lover. āIn Your Handsā goes even higher in her range, creating a vulnerable sound to mimic the agony of loving someone far away. This isnāt just an album for heartbreak though. āCheckmateā is a catchy track calling out āa little boy in a big girlās land.ā
Unfortunately, the lyrics arenāt always so great. The worst offense would be āWalking On Water,ā which genuinely, seriously contains these words: āSometimes I wish I was Jesus/Iād get my Air Max on and run across the sea for you.ā Only a little less cringe-worthy is āMake Up Sex,ā which sounds fine, but tries too hard lyrically.
With In Your Hands, Doolittle has demonstrated that she has grown and found her voice to describe the changes in her young life, particularly when heartbroken. Her sound is indisputably good. I just hope she finds new collaborators who wonāt let her get away with lyrics like āJust like Malcolm in the Middle, I was big when I was little.ā