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The Jeff Bhasker-produced cut closes the album, and it’s not difficult to see why: As a statement of intent for her whole new sound, it’s as on-the-nose as they come. Soaring arena rock choirs of “Whoa”s frame Kills’ voice, which sounds raspier and more exhausted here than elsewhere on the record (in a great way). It twangs and aches, big stadium drums and a singalong hook.
On an album with some pretty wordy refrains, this is her simplest chorus: “Oh-oh-oh, I’m trouble, I’m trouble,” she sings. It may not be complicated, but melodically it’s as keen as they come. Trouble marks a whole new chapter for Kills, and this song in particular is absolutely ace.
Check out the full review and song over on Idolator.com