LOS ANGELES — Olivia Rodrigo, the bearer of perhaps the most
famous driver’s license in Los Angeles, piloted her black Range Rover to
Westwood on a scorching late July afternoon.
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Six weeks remained before the release of her second album,
“Guts,” and she was racked with anxiety — about finding a spot for her SUV.
(“Parking in LA is a hellscape,” she later proclaimed.) The car was her dream
purchase, her favorite place to listen to music, and yes, she feels guilty
about the gas. She kept the stereo off as she circled her destination with
increasing despair. A woman crossing a narrow street hustled out of Rodrigo’s
path as she let out a “Sorry!,” unaware that the apologetic 20-year-old behind
the wheel was the youngest artist to debut atop Billboard’s Hot 100 chart.
When Rodrigo awoke on a January 2021 morning to news that
her first single, the octave-climbing weeper “Drivers License,” had rocketed to
No. 1, she knew “nothing would ever be the same,” she said. One day she was a
Disney actress with powerhouse pipes, the next she was the promising new voice
of her generation — all while she was still a high school senior living with
her parents, and largely under COVID restrictions.
“Sour,” the album Rodrigo released that May with writing
credits on all 11 songs, went four times platinum; two of its tracks, the bona
fide phenomenon “Drivers License” and the sarcastic kiss-off “Good 4 U,”
crossed that threshold six times over. She was feted by Alanis Morissette and
Gwen Stefani, and duetted with Billy Joel and Avril Lavigne. Cardi B gushed
about her on Twitter. Halsey sent a cake. At the 2022 Grammys, three of her
seven nominations turned into wins, including best new artist.
Embarking on her maiden tour? Watching tabloids diagram her
dating history? None of that was easy. But crafting the follow-up to a smash
debut is music’s most daunting crucible, and Rodrigo felt the pressure to make
a diamond. Ultimately, she turned to advice she’d received from an idol, Jack
White.
“He wrote me this letter the first time I met him that said,
‘Your only job is to write music that you would want to hear on the radio,’”
she recounted over her go-to dinner of salad and fries. She paused. “I mean,
writing songs that you would like to hear on the radio is in fact very hard.”
Songs are only a fraction of the equation. Young women in pop
face a dizzying array of pressures: to look a certain way, to compete against
each other, to be role models, to project acceptable emotions. So it’s notable
that Rodrigo has largely opted out. On “Guts,” due Sept. 8 on Geffen, she is
simply a rock star.
The album’s opener, “All-American Bitch,” begins with
Rodrigo’s angelic soprano over fingerpicked acoustic guitar before snapping
into fuzzy power chords and the first of many f-bombs. (She has a true gift for
a well-placed expletive.) On “Ballad of a Homeschooled Girl,” she chants a
litany of embarrassing party fouls over a springy bass line and lets out
cathartic screams.
There are still piano ballads — poignant ones, exploring the
drawbacks of her unusual path, attraction to a gaslighting boyfriend, the
challenge of granting forgiveness. The LP’s mix of energy reflects Rodrigo’s
tastes. She loves women who rage, and Rage Against the Machine; songwriters
unafraid to bare their intimate fears, and artists who make their politics
crystal clear.
Her urge to move in a grungier direction took hold as “Sour”
was wrapping up. “Brutal,” the last song she wrote for the album with Daniel
Nigro, the producer who has become her creative partner, is a punky eye-roll
(“I’m not cool and I’m not smart/And I can’t even parallel park”) she turned
into her Sour Tour’s opening number.
“It was super heavy when we were rehearsing it,” she said of
her live band, whose members are all female or nonbinary. “I remember tears
welling up in my eyes and being like, this is so powerful. This is what I
wanted to see when I was a girl scrolling YouTube when I was 14.”
When Rodrigo was that age, she was already a working
actress, starring in the first of two Disney TV shows that brought her to
national attention. She long had musical ambitions, but the ordinary path for
the company’s phenoms — Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera or Justin
Timberlake’s gleaming synth-pop and pop-R&B — wasn’t for her.
Miley Cyrus and Demi Lovato have indulged their taste for
rock, but Rodrigo’s commitment to it is deeply ingrained. Her musical
foundation was built on the ’90s bands her parents loved. While most of today’s
pop is made by committee, she works almost exclusively with Nigro, a onetime
frontman of the emo band As Tall as Lions. A few tracks on the new album were
recorded live, with a full band.
Writing “All-American Bitch,” with its fierce dynamics and
wry attitude, was an uncorking of emotions that don’t often find voice in pop.
“For me, that’s what music is, it’s expressing those feelings
that are really hard to externalize, or that you feel aren’t societally
acceptable to externalize,” Rodrigo said. “Especially as a girl.”
Rodrigo, who is of Filipino descent, grew up an only child
in Temecula, a suburb between Los Angeles and San Diego, begging her mother and
father — a teacher and a therapist with no artistic inclinations — to take her
to auditions. No stage was too small.
“I think I was 9 years old, and I performed at the opening
of a grocery store in my town,” Rodrigo remembered in a video call a week after
her parking misadventure from her home office in LA, chatting in a baggy white
Morrissey T-shirt from her dad’s collection.
A break arrived in 2016 with the Disney Channel show
“Bizaardvark,” in which Rodrigo played a video blogger alongside Madison Hu,
who became one of her closest friends. Music, her first love, was baked into
its three seasons — she learned guitar for the role — and when she took one of
the leads in “High School Musical: The Musical: The Series” in 2019, her fluid
vocal performances stood out.
The Disney+ show provided Rodrigo with both an opportunity
to release an original song, the sweepy, mid-tempo “All I Want,” and — if you
follow the exhaustive tabloid analysis of her personal life — the relationship
that led to the heartbreak fueling “Drivers License.”
On what she called “a very momentous, serendipitous day, the
day before the world shut down” in March 2020, her music career officially got
on track. In the morning, Rodrigo met with the major label she’d later sign to
after she was assured it was investing in her as a writer, not as a potential
star. (She also negotiated to keep her masters.) In the afternoon, she had her
first meeting with Nigro.
The writer-producer had worked with Sky Ferreira and Caroline
Polachek, artists who bridge pop and rock with clear artistic visions of their
own. He’d seen a raw demo Rodrigo posted on Instagram of the eventual “Sour”
track “Happier” (“I hope you’re happy,” she coos lightly to an ex, “but don’t
be happier”) and was floored. It was the first song the duo tackled when they
were finally able to work in person after a few months of COVID separation.
(Rodrigo’s mother dropped her off for the session.)
When she brought in the beginnings of “Drivers License” not
long after, “I think she started to feel really confident and like she was
finding her voice for the first album,” Nigro said in a phone interview. By the
time they recorded “Brutal,” with its barrage of crunchy guitars, he could see
where she was headed next.
When rodrigo isn’t creating music, she’s inhaling it. She
heaped praise on Snail Mail (“‘Valentine’ is one of my favorites”), Joni
Mitchell (“I’ll literally get emotional”), Kathleen Hanna (“I love Bikini
Kill”), Gwen Stefani (“‘Return of Saturn’ was one of the albums that made me
want to make music”), Depeche Mode (“I’m hooked”) and Billy Joel (“He is
everything”). She name checked Beyoncé and Sleater-Kinney, Simon &
Garfunkel and Sweet. “Oh, my God, I listened to ‘Ballroom Blitz’ 10 times
today,” she exclaimed. “I have no idea why.”
One of her superpowers is bridging generations. “She’s a
revelation,” Hanna, of the bands Bikini Kill and Le Tigre, said in a phone
interview. “To be my age and cry at something that someone so young wrote —
like listening to ‘Drivers License’ for the first time and sobbing in my car.”
Although Rodrigo works across genres, “Guts” leans into
rock, which largely receded from the center of music a decade ago. As streaming
pushed hip-hop, pop and global sounds to new heights, the most innovative and
exciting rock has been bubbling beneath the surface, driven largely by young
women. When Rodrigo bounded onstage on tour in a pleated plaid skirt and arm
warmers, she drew on a lineage from riot grrrl to early 2000s pop-punk to acts
such as Soccer Mommy and boygenius who have been expanding rock’s emotional
palette. Those contemporaries have built cult audiences on the back of growing
indie success, but Rodrigo’s stakes are higher: She’s Trojan-horsing in rock’s
musical brashness and emotional spikiness under the cover of pop stardom.
Rodrigo said she’s “always loved rock music, and always
wanted to find a way that I could make it feel like me, and make it feel
feminine and still telling a story and having something to say that’s
vulnerable and intimate.” She beamed, her eyes bright under light winged
makeup, talking about how artists she admires are “using rock music, but they’re
not trying to recreate a version of rock music that guys make.”
Her openness about her influences is striking considering
such frankness has already come with risks: Taylor Swift and Paramore may have
been inspirations on “Sour,” but after the album’s runaway success, those
inspirations suddenly gained writing credits on two songs. Asked if she had
caught Swift’s Eras Tour, Rodrigo was brief: “I haven’t yet,” she said, quickly
adding that she’d been busy. “I’m going to Europe this week.”
In late July, she did get to a Tori Amos show with Annie
Clark (who records as St. Vincent), a hero who has become a mentor. “I’ve never
met anyone so young and so effortlessly self-possessed,” Clark said in a phone
interview. Rodrigo “knows who she is and what she wants — and doesn’t seem to
be in any way afraid of voicing that. And just a really lovely girl too,” she
added. “I’ve never heard her say a bad word about anyone.”
Rodrigo’s ex-beaus might disagree. Although she doesn’t name
them, they are the subject of both passionate takedowns and lighthearted
ribbing on “Guts.” Its first single, “Vampire,” is a suite that builds from
ballad to bombast aimed at a man who abused her trust and fame; on the
hilarious rap-rock banger (yes, really) “Get Him Back!,” she playfully spins
the title phrase, seeking both revenge and reconciliation.
“I had such a desire to live and experience things and make
mistakes and grow after ‘Sour’ came out, I kind of felt this pressure to be
this girl that I thought everyone expected me to be,” she said. “And I think
because of that pressure, maybe I did things that maybe I shouldn’t have —
dated people that I shouldn’t have.” She took a beat to clarify: “I’m very
tame.” But a lot of the album, she said, is “about reckoning with those
feelings and coming out of that disillusionment and realizing the core of who I
am and what I want to be doing and who I want to be spending my time with.”
Over a few years of sea change, Rodrigo has sought anchors.
She took a poetry class at the University of Southern California and insisted
that the other students treated her “really normal.” She secured an apartment
in New York where her pal Hu attends college, and immediately endured a local
rite of passage: a case of bedbugs.
Although she says her public profile is manageable — “I’m
not like, Kim Kardashian or anything” — Rodrigo’s life remains unconventional.
Some of the album’s most powerful moments are about her internal battles over
early success.
She said she was at first hesitant to write about someone exploiting
her celebrity in “Vampire,” because she feared the experience was
self-indulgent. “I’ve always tried to write about the emotions rather than this
weird environment that I’m in,” she explained. But the point of songwriting “is
to distill all of your emotions into their simplest, purest, most effective
form.”
She’d seen it at work on the Sour Tour, as girls shouted the
lyrics to “Traitor” back to her.
“It’s kind of sad, but deep down, it’s a really angry song,”
she said. She described looking out at the audience each night and seeing girls
with “tears streaming down their faces, screaming.” They were “so angry.”
“That girl felt how I felt,” she added. “It’s the coolest
thing ever.”
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