2515 is a spectacular opening, immediately plunging you into this dark world of classical-electro, with Hardy’s spectacular vocals belying a lyric of emotional abuse; ‘Break me down again, then you lift me up, it’s so pathetic, you only want to save me, when you see me drown.’ Scene set, we have Vogue, which starts gently, then grows into an expansive string-laden beauty which suggests more bad love, but addictive bad love. No-one’s recommending it, but this is the subject of great pop songs.
