Barbara

Brooklyn’s Barrie Lindsay makes lush, dance-inflected indie pop whose unorthodox influences and imaginative twists shine brighter than the lyrics.

The Brooklyn-based band-turned-solo act sounds as revitalized as ever on 'Barbara.'

Barrie Lindsay doesn’t care about Star Wars. She doesn’t care about The Doors either. Perhaps she’s too cool for those obvious pop culture touchpoints, but on “Bully,” she realizes her lack of interest in the delights of others is alienating. She wants to be seen, as she feebly pleads: “Come on look at me/I wanna talk, I wanna touch.” She wants you to like her, and yet, she’s unapologetic about herself (“I’m Napoleon, carving out my own region,” she sings on “Harp 2”). On her second album, Barbara, Lindsay freely explores and obsesses over intimate joys and griefs through the meticulously-controlled bedroom pop she writes, performs, and produces almost solely by herself. She hopes you’ll look at her and love her for who she is.