Picks and Pans Review: Flex

UPDATED 04/07/1980 at 01:00 AM EST Originally published 04/07/1980 at 01:00 AM EST

Lene Lovich

Lovich grew up in Detroit, then moved to London, where she joined the New Wave. Her persona, however, seems to be evolving toward that of a Transylvanian with a summer home on Uranus. Her cute-stern intonation and Betty Boop squeals ("My mind is ac-ti-va-ted!") festoon a distinctive singing voice, but those mannerisms seem more mechanical than in her U.S. debut album, Stateless. That LP was charged with urgent rhythms, quizzical melodies and fascinating lyrics about domination, telepathy and angst. Flex often plods or pulsates with awkward euphoria. Yet there are moments. Bird Song is practically a command to dance, and the lyrics of You Can't Kill Me are as intriguing as anything she's sung. If nothing else, while Lovich may be mannered, hyper and bizarre, one thing can be said: She imitates nobody.

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