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Cruel World review: I’ve been thinking a lot about what happened to Holly Humberstone between her debut and now. Back with Paint My Bedroom Black, she was burning with restless energy, writing in hotel rooms and tour buses, trying to prove something to everyone. You could feel the exhaustion in the grooves. Now, with Cruel World, she sounds like someone who finally exhaled. That shift changes everything.
The album arrived on April 10, and I’d been hearing songs from the live shows for months. Every UK and European date sold out completely. The hype was real, but more importantly, it felt earned. After the Work in Progress EP and opening for Taylor Swift at Wembley, Humberstone did something radical: she stopped for a bit. She bought a house with her sisters, started renovating it, and established an actual daily writing routine with producer Rob Milton. “For the first time ever, music was not the most stressful part of my life,” she told me in an interview. That stability seeped into the music itself.
Three Singles, Three Different Moods (Cruel World Review)
“Die Happy” arrived in November as the lead single, and it hit like a warning. It’s built around a simple, devastating premise: throwing yourself completely into love knowing it might destroy you. The production leans hard into the darkness. There’s a driving bassline that moves through the song like something hunting you, minor key piano that feels genuinely menacing, and these claustrophobic synth layers that press down on the mix. She wanted to capture that feeling of romantic recklessness, the version of yourself that doesn’t care about the consequences. The chorus refrain “to die with you is to die happy” became her mantra, and radio picked it up hard enough that by Christmas, it was everywhere.
But then she flipped the script completely with “To Love Somebody.” January 23 brought this bright, almost danceable thing with clean guitars and tight percussion. The production is leagues away from “Die Happy” stylistically, but emotionally they’re siblings. This one came from watching a friend get absolutely demolished by heartbreak. Rather than wallow in it with her friend, Holly wrote something that transforms devastation into a kind of twisted gratitude. The lyrics are honest in that way she does so well, where you’re not entirely sure if she’s being funny or cutting herself open. Most people cry to it though. I’ve seen it happen in rooms.
“Cruel World,” the title track, landed in March and it’s the song where everything crystallized for her. Long distance love has a way of warping reality, making the other person feel like a ghost you’re haunting. The song captures that perfectly. There’s a flickering synth pattern, these swelling pads underneath, and this danceable bassline that keeps it from sinking entirely into melancholy. She’s described it as her favorite thing she’s ever written, and you can hear why. The production feels like the beginning of something rather than a finish.
The Twelve Songs That Build a World (Cruel World Review)
The album contains twelve tracks, and live previews have made it pretty clear what we’re dealing with. Rob Milton produced most of it with some help from Jonah Summerfield, and the tighter production team shows. Where the debut felt like a collection of moments, Cruel World feels like a place you’re visiting.
“Make It All Better” opens things. It’s intimate, a bit fragile, the kind of indie-pop that makes you lean closer to the speaker. Then there’s “Lucy,” written as something like a lullaby for her older sister about growing up and finding your footing. She’s said that platonic love doesn’t get nearly enough airtime in songwriting, that it’s actually the main source of love in her life. That song proves she’s right. It’s fingerpicked guitar and her voice, and it devastates you.
“Blue Dream” is what happens when you fall head over heels. It’s hazy production, guitars that sound like they’re drifting through smoke, the kind of song that makes summer feel eternal. “Drunk Dialling” does exactly what the title says, capturing the specific madness of 3am conviction through woozy synths that feel less stable the longer you listen. “White Noise” might be the poppiest thing she’s ever made, which is funny given the lyrics are about crying in corners and wishing the DJ would play sad songs. She’s talked about writing it during a Nashville trip, building it from a barn dance and pickles and sheer determination to make something bright even when your heart is breaking.
“Red Chevy” brings actual swagger. It’s the kind of song where she transforms ordinary details from her actual life (corner shops, video games, small moments) into something cinematic and important. The album closes with “Beauty Pageant,” which she’s described as the most vulnerable thing she’s made. It grapples with all the garbage expectations placed on women, the demand to be pretty and busy and endlessly content, the extraction of validation from the internet. Live audiences have gone quiet during this one. It builds production that feels fractured underneath, like something is wrong even as the melody swells like a traditional ballad.
The Fairytale Comes From Real Life (Cruel World Review)
The visual concept and overall aesthetic grew from something genuinely personal. When her parents retired and sold the family home, Holly spent months clearing out decades of accumulated life. Ballet shoes from childhood, an old jewelry box, fairy tale books, Alice in Wonderland stuff. “It unlocked something I hadn’t been in touch with for years,” she told me. That emotional experience of excavating your own past became the album’s spine.
She co-created the visual identity with her older sister Eleri, who worked as creative director for the first time, and director Silken Weinberg. The three music videos pull from Victorian theatre, German expressionism, literary Gothic. In the “Cruel World” video, she sabotages a theatrical production, poisons apples, encounters knights. It’s deliberately storybook.
The inspirations she actually cites tell you everything: Brothers Grimm, Angela Carter, Tim Burton, Nosferatu, James and the Giant Peach. She wanted to build “a shield from everything I find overwhelming and scary. A bit of respite from this terrifying world.” When someone asked her to describe the album as a scent, she said “dusky rose, tobacco, dusty old library books.” That nails it. Something romantic but frayed. The weight of memory underneath.
A Completely Different Approach (Cruel World Review)
The contrast between how she made this album and how she made the debut matters. Paint My Bedroom Black was born in fragments, stolen time between touring. The label brought in various producers, and you could feel the uncertainty underneath, the need to prove she belonged. The album was commercially successful, Top 5 in the UK, but it was exhausting to make.
This time she set different terms. After opening for Taylor Swift and releasing the EP, she actually stepped away. She bought a house, settled into southeast London with her sisters and a friend. Started treating the studio like an office, showing up to write with Rob Milton the way other people show up to jobs. That consistency changes what you make. “Music, for the first time ever, was not the most stressful part of my life,” she explained. “It was the part I actually had control over.” That confidence is audible everywhere. The production is cleaner, more purposeful. There’s less of the scattered desperation and more of the clarity that comes from actually knowing what you’re doing.
What the Songs Actually Sound Like (Cruel World Review)
If you’re trying to figure out what the hell this album sounds like, that’s complicated. Critics keep reaching for reference points: Lana Del Rey in the way the vocals float over production, Lorde and Bon Iver in the atmospheric intimacy, The Smiths in the romantic melodrama, The 1975 in the string arrangements. All of that’s sort of there, but none of it is exactly it.
The actual fingerprint is hers alone. There’s a consistent approach to production that favors atmosphere over traditional pop payoff. Synths pulse underneath reverberant piano. Ghost-like percussion builds texture rather than dropping into a satisfying chorus. Basslines anchor floating vocal melodies. The whole thing breathes differently than most pop albums. It’s not trying to give you the rush of a drop. It’s trying to give you the feeling of being inside something, of being held.
What’s genuinely impressive is how much ground she covers without it feeling scattered. There’s the stripped tenderness of “Lucy,” then the shimmering maximalism of “White Noise,” the gothic pulse of “Die Happy” sitting alongside the glitchy fractured production of “Beauty Pageant.” She’s testing what her songwriting can contain. How far she can stretch it in different directions while maintaining the emotional honesty that made anyone care in the first place.
The Moment Everything Changed (Cruel World Review)
Here’s the thing about albums like this: you don’t always know they’re important while you’re living through them. The live dates sold out because people sensed something was happening, but it’s only now that you can actually hear what she built. The central idea running through Cruel World is that love is simultaneously the most beautiful and most painful thing in the world. Every track approaches that from a different angle: reckless abandon, quiet dignity, crushing expectation, disorientation. The fairytale aesthetic wraps it all together, but it doesn’t feel like artifice because it came from actual experience.
The collaborators are tight and trusted. Rob Milton producing nearly everything. Her sister Eleri as creative director. Silken Weinberg building the visual language. That consistency of vision matters. It’s why this doesn’t feel like a collection of singles. It feels like you’re entering a fully realized world.
I keep coming back to that detail about her stability, about the house renovation, about the daily routine. Because that’s what allows you to make an album like this. Not desperation or hunger or the need to prove yourself. Just clarity. Just knowing what you want to say and having the space to say it carefully.
Cruel World is that album. It’s Holly Humberstone sounding like she’s finally figured something out. And she’s built something genuinely beautiful while doing it.
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