THE SKINNY: As Bnny gets at in the title of her sophomore album, there have been millions of songs written about love. But it’s not just music. It’s films, poems, books, diary entries, texts, dating app bios, heartbroken letters, apology notes, and hopeful first messages. Every day, the topic is expanded in countless ways, but somehow still remains relatable.

Bnny adds eleven more to the pile. Across the record, the lyricism dives deep into the topic but heads straight for its shadowy corners, nuanced nooks and strange, liminal in-betweens. A high proportion of those millions of songs written on the topic deal with the grand gestures and the clear places of happiness or heartbreak, painting them out to be permanent emotional states. However, that’s not how it is handled here.

One Million Love Songs is washed with a unique sense of impermanence that falls across it like a shimmery veil. Soundtracked by the Mazzy Star-like, twinkly take on light grunge, it translates the tender but elusive sentiments perfectly. Laid out clearly on Nothing Lasts’, this is a record that sees love as a fleeting moment that is bliss when it’s there, pain when it’s all too quickly gone, but utterly worth it. It’s an album made up of vignettes of two hands grabbing at each other for a minute, then letting go. In that way, it feels like a perfect modern antidote for the historic genre of the love song.