Review: ‘Love Sux’ is a delightful return to Avril Lavigne's pop-punk form
Top Track: “Déjà vu”
Listen up, everyone, because the princess of pop-punk has done it again. Avril Lavigne released her seventh studio album, “Love Sux,” and it’s everything I wanted and needed. It literally transported me back to my angsty early teenage years, but this time I can actually relate to her problems. I might have been sick in bed before listening to this album, but it had me up dancing around my room even before the second song. Even at 37, Lavigne’s vocals are as strong as ever and feel like they were plucked from the 2000s. A far cry from the slower ballads in her often forgotten 2019 album, “Head Above Water,” which even I only listened to in the midst of writing this review, Lavigne’s “Love Sux” experiences a delightful return to her pop-punk form.
The record opens with the song “Cannonball”, which sets the mood and propels us into for the rest of the album as she starts by screaming, “Motherfuckers, let’s go!” It’s an energetic and fun opening for her return to pop-punk and what she describes as a song about being a fierce bitch. While not my favorite song, it was a great choice to open her album.
In the title track “Love Sux,” Lavigne delivers a punchy, upbeat breakup jam for listeners to jump around their rooms to. It’s catchy, a little brutal and easily one of the standouts of the album. It’s such a typically-Lavigne song that it was hard not to love it. Similarly, I really loved “F.U.” in which Lavigne is finally fed up with a man not listening to her like he should.
“Bois Lie” was a fun call-and-response song with Machine Gun Kelly, who has recently released pop-punk music I thought was an appropriate feature on this album. I can’t lie though, I thought it was a little cringy. While I do agree that boys lie, I can’t say this song really had me singing along — though if it was just Lavigne, my mind might be changed. My favorite collab of the album, though, was “Love It When You Hate Me” with Blackbear. I thought his voice made more sense with Lavigne’s, and I preferred his solo section to the back and forth between Lavigne and MGK.
I wanted to like “All I Wanted,” but (I’m so sorry Blink-182 fans) Mark Hoppus’s feature on the song ruined it for me a bit. His entrance into the song was a little jarring, and somehow his voice just didn’t seem to fit in the song.
Lavigne showcases her vulnerability on the sole ballad of the album, “Dare to Love Me,” which offers a nice break from the other heavy-hitting, boy-bashing pop songs. “So don’t tell me that you love me if you don’t mean it,” Lavigne laments as she asks someone to just dare to love her. “Avalanche” was another break from the action of the rest of the album, though while it had noble intentions with the subject matter, it wasn’t necessarily a standout for me.
My favorite song from the album, though, was probably “Déjà vu.” Not to be confused with the Olivia Rodrigo song of the same name, Lavigne takes a more brutal approach to the concept of déjà vu. It caught me off guard with gentle instrumentals that immediately pivot to Lavigne yelling, “Am I insane expecting you to change?” with some rocking guitar in the back. She even says she’ll buy a Range Rover just to run the guy over. This song was super catchy, fun to sing in the mirror when I was getting ready for bed, and a lot of the lyrics gave me a good laugh.
While I still don’t think anything can top Lavigne’s song “My Happy Ending,” this album definitely gave it a noble try. The flow of the album is stellar, each song leading into the next seamlessly. and also gives a good balance of singing about both hating men and begging for love. While the album didn’t necessarily give us anything new stylistically from Lavigne, they say “if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.” “Love Sux” is a delightfully nostalgic throwback to Lavigne’s golden era of Y2K, which I think we all need a little of right now. And she’s so right, love does suck.
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