Even in her most intimate confessions, Carla dal Forno allows herself a secret. When, on the title track »Confession«, she sings »I think about you most of the time« to the object of her desire with a mixture of self-assurance and remoteness, one wants to ask her what she is thinking about the rest of the time. Yes, I think you’re great. But you don’t get all of me.
With dal Forno, lyrics, delivery and music are always on the same team. There is a wealth of such moments on the Australian artist’s fourth album, which musically moves along similar paths to those she has already been tentatively exploring over the past ten years. Which is to say: dubby off-centre pop, little more than drums, a bass, her voice and a seductive proximity to cooled-down, wave-ish sounds and minimalist rehearsal-room post-punk. Fortunately, she still leaves enough space for melodies.
With a little imagination, tracks such as the catchy »Blue Skies« could be imagined much bigger and slicker, but dal Forno plays with what might be mistaken for pop and turns it into something very intimate, touching and, yes, funny too. On »Under The Covers«, she sings laconically: »Sometimes I miss you when I am feeling bored.« And is that not one of the loveliest compliments to have been pressed onto a record so far in 2026?
Confession
