If youโve ever wanted a song that makes you simultaneously grin, cry, tap your feet, and contemplate your own mortality, then Bailey Greyโs โUSE MEโ is the morbidly whimsical anthem you didnโt know you needed. This theatrical indie-pop-jazz banger is like Sara Bareilles met Danny Elfman in a haunted greenhouse and wrote poetry about body recycling. โUSE MEโ kicks off with a vivid piano and thumping drums that build into a lush, confident groove. Baileyโs voice is deep and velvety, oozing attitude and sincerity in equal measure. Her vocals sway with a smug charm, and when the horns come in? Forget itโyouโre hooked. They rise and swell like a jazzy ghost parade, giving the track an offbeat grandeur thatโs both campy and cathartic.
The lyrics are a poetic fever dream: โMix my ashes in an hourglass / Pour my blood onto crashing waves / Make my spine into a guitar.โ Itโs gloriously macabre, but itโs also weirdly comforting. Grey finds the beauty in decay and gives us a chorus that feels like a hug from your favorite slightly creepy aunt. Itโs a celebration of mortality with a funky bassline and a whole lot of heart.
The backstory makes it even better. Inspired by a poem from her friend Alex King, โUSE MEโ began as a fresh acoustic performance at a song competition before blowing up on TikTokโcomplete with a choreographed dance. It even became the soundtrack to a young boyโs end-of-life celebration, a story Bailey shares with moving humility.
โUSE MEโ is delightfully dark, oddly joyful, and ready to listen on Spotify.
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Review by: Naomi Joan