Addison Raeâs 2024 started with a bang: screaming over the top of mentor-slash-bestie Charli XCXâs viral âVon Dutchâ remix and letting loose a short, fiendishly simple earworm into A.G. Cookâs Britpop highlight âLucifer.â Raeâs first solo track of the year, the shimmery Lanacore ballad âDiet Pepsi,â became her first Billboard hit, having received a tidy profile boost from its triumphant live debut at the Sweat tour’s MSG stop; her follow-up, the ridiculous-but-enchanting âAquamarine,â played like a Ray of Light deep cut sung by Nomi Malone. And both singles arrived with sublime, funny videos directed by Sean Price Williamsâcinematographer of Good Time, director of edgelord fairytale The Sweet Eastâand creative-directed by Interview mag impresario Mel Ottenberg, for that extra bit of cool-kid clout.
So a remix of âAquamarineâ by Raeâs dream collaborator, Arcaâtitled, obviously, âArcamarineââshould be another easy win. In truth, itâs probably Raeâs first real miss this year, a creative misalignment that doesnât make particularly canny use of either musicianâs skills. Thereâs nothing offensive or unlistenable about âArcamarine,â but thatâs its first mistake: Both Rae and Arca have used their music to rage against the limits of good taste, and âArcamarineâ sounds a little like the kind of safe, anonymous dembow remixes that major labels use to juice chart numbers. (Arcaâs best collaborations, like âKLKâ and âWatch,â force vocalists to fit themselves into her mutant engineering; on a remix like this, sheâs limited to working with pre-existing vocals.) The slower pulse saps âAquamarine,â one of the yearâs better pop singles, of its mystery and drama; when it ends, you canât help but feel kind of blue.