Sky Ferreira signed to a major label on a million-dollar record deal as a teenager but only now, at the age of 21, has released her first album: Night Time, My Time. Ferreira’s debut album is clearly the product of an artist struggling to experiment with grunge yet compelled to pursue pop. Somehow, despite moments of overproduction and painful cliches, the two sides of Ferreira — pop star and grungy “it” girl — have come together to create an album that is as fun and weird as it is dark.

Night Time, My Time is really two separate albums: a grungy indie-pop album that beats with rage and self-deprecation and a label-pushed pop album that pulses with lovesickness and straight-to-radio production. The split between Ferreira’s allegiances to fuck-you grunge and radio-playable pop are mitigated by the album’s sometimes quirky and always fun mood, demonstrated throughout — from its NSFW cover (a photo of Ferreira naked in a shower) to her song “Omanko,” a song about a “Japanese Jesus” whose title is derived from Japanese slang for female genitalia, to the already-familiar synth-pop gem “You’re Not The One.”

Yet on both sides of Ferreira’s debut album, a coherent and relatable feeling of malaise and discontent is clear.

“Every day people tell me something else that I know / Yeah nobody asked me what I wanted / Nobody asked me,” Ferreira sings through clenched teeth on “Nobody Asked Me (If I Was Okay),” projecting a massive eye-roll and a frustrated sigh.

It’s easy to relate to Ferreira’s youthful angst, and because of this, it is hard to not enjoy the album despite its faults. While the album is overproduced and its lyrics are painfully cliche (she actually sings, “Cross my heart, hope to die / Stick a needle in my eye” multiple times on “Boys,”), you cannot help but root for her. Night Time, My Time will leave you with an insatiable appetite for more angst, more grunge-pop and more of this singer.

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