โFake Itโ finds St Ives singer-songwriter Megan Scott leaning hard into the messy, aching territory of the almost-relationshipโthe kind that never quite gets a label before it disappearsโthe kind thatโs gaining quite the traction in love lives in modern society. Drawing on the confessional pop DNA of influences like Alessi Rose, Olivia Rodrigo, Erin Lecount, and Tate McRae, she turns a situationship post-mortem into something raw, melodic, and painfully relatable. Written by Megan and produced by Logan Webb in Preston, the track lands like a late-night text youโll never send, set to a soundtrack that refuses to sugarcoat the hurt.
The song opens with thumping drums and slicing cymbals, bustling around gritty, grinding guitars that move in tight formation, like a heart clenched on impact. Then, almost suddenly, the instruments pull back, leaving a more spacious groove where the drums keep gently thumping in a relaxed, open pocket. Over that, Meganโs vocal slides inโsoft but heavy, mourning and worn down, as if sheโs singing from the floor of her bedroom after holding it together all day. Every line drips with that sinking realization that the other person walked away before you even got to ask what this really was.
As the verses unfold, she traces that desperate, embarrassing honesty you only admit to yourselfโthat youโd still take them back โeven just for one more night,โ even if they have to fake their feelings to stay. The chorus swells as it leans on hooks that feel conversational, as if youโre overhearing someone spill to their best friend. The production keeps things tight and modern, letting small touches of guitar grit and percussive detail underline the emotional spikes. By the final pass, โFake Itโ recognizes the haunting sense of wanting someone whoโs already gone, and the devastating admission that youโd rather live with a lie than lose them altogether.
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Review by: Naomi Joan