Brightonโs Cello, with her debut single โVitamins,โ released fittingly on International Womenโs Day, brings punch, serving up a wiry, post-punk critique of modern womanhood thatโs as cheeky as it is cutting. Trained as a classical cellist but clearly done playing by the rules, Cello channels that discipline into something taut and deliberate, where repetition is a weapon.
So, โVitaminsโ kicks off with heavy, distorted guitars grinding against thumping drums, cymbals sparking like static in the air. Itโs gritty, restless, a little chaotic, but then her voice slides in, high and delicate, almost sweetโฆ until you realize itโs anything but. Thereโs this aggressive softness to her delivery, like sheโs smiling through clenched teeth. The contrast? Oh, it hits.
Lyrically, the track runs like a checklist gone rogue. โIโll do my homeworkโฆ Iโll be a good girlโฆ Iโll do your therapyโฆโโeach line stacks on the last, building pressure like a kettle about to whistle. Itโs mundane on the surface, but underneath, itโs exposing the endless, invisible labour expected of women. And when she asks, โWhy donโt you give them to me?โ it cuts deeper than it shouldโless about literal vitamins, more about approval, control, and who gets to hand it out.
Then comes the hook, โVitamins, vitamins, yeah yeah,โ and itโs catchy, almost euphoric. However, thereโs an emptiness baked into it, like chasing a high youโll never quite reach. It loops, it lingers, it nags.
By the end, โVitaminsโ releases as much as it reckons. Itโs sharp, self-aware, and just uncomfortable enough to stick with youโand honestly, thatโs exactly why it works.
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Review by: Naomi Joan