Naming her long-awaited second album
Trouble in Paradise might have been tempting fate if
La Roux's
Elly Jackson hadn't endured plenty of hardships between 2009's self-titled debut and its follow-up. Writer's block, the departure of collaborator
Ben Langmaid, panic attacks that left
Jackson unable to sing, and extensive recording sessions all delayed her return to the point that "where are they now?" stories seemed more likely than a second album. However, the lasting impact of
La Roux's whip-smart synth pop -- which became a template for countless other '80s-worshiping acts during
Jackson's absence -- proved her music could still be relevant five years later. She wastes no time reminding listeners of her charms with
Trouble in Paradise's opening tracks: "Uptight Downtown" (which borrows starkly echoing guitars from
David Bowie's "Let's Dance") and "Kiss and Not Tell" offer more of "Quicksand" and "Bulletproof"'s cleverly bouncy pop, minus some bite. Elsewhere,
Jackson downplays the stiff electronics that made such an intriguing contrast with her emotive singing and lyrics on
La Roux. She trades them for a warmer, disco and reggae-inspired sound that shines on "Tropical Chancer"'s electro-calypso hybrid (which also evokes
Bananarama's similarly sunburnt and heartbroken "Cruel Summer").
Jackson also uses this softer sound to explore more vulnerable songwriting territory: much of
Trouble in Paradise teeters between independence and codependence, whether it's "Cruel Sexuality"'s stifled desire or the boundary setting of "Let Me Down Gently."
Jackson's feisty side doesn't resurface until "Silent Partner," where the relentless bassline and expansive length seem to nod to the success
La Roux's singles had as dance remixes. With songs like this,
Trouble in Paradise proves
Jackson is still better than many of her contemporaries when it comes to making fizzy electro-pop. ~ Heather Phares