Despite
having some indisputably-great songs in it, I do think that season 3 is the
weakest so far when it comes to music.
It feels like there are more songs here that are just so-so, and it was
trickier to get a full Top Ten of numbers.
Still, the season’s best songs really are very good, so there’s still
some fine work to appreciate. Here are
my favorites.
“Let’s Generalize About Men” – A terrific ‘80s
anthem featuring Rebecca and her friends getting wasted as they – you guessed
it – generalize about men. I enjoy that
it’s self-aware and obtuse at the same time, and there are a couple of great
flips to the script, such as Rebecca posing the question, “Wait – what about
gay men?” and the resulting, very different generalizations that ensue.
Best
lyric: “Let’s take one bad thing about
one man / And then apply it to all of them. / Let’s conflate all the guys - /
Let’s generalize about men!”
“Strip Away My Conscience” – This is a fun, sexy
number, as Rebecca propositions Nathaniel to help her give herself over to her
dark impulses Chicago-style. With references from Harry Potter to Fifty Shades
of Gray and suggestive use of the word “cocksuredness,” it’s as clever as
it is sultry, and it ends on a classic Crazy
Ex-Girlfriend boner-killer, with Rebecca completing her strip by tossing
her thong to Nathaniel and purring, “That was just up my butt.”
Best
lyric: “Lead me to the dark side / Like
a lamb to the slaughter, / Then do me in a hot tub filled with evil ‘stead of
water.”
“The End of the Movie” – With Rebecca feeling
low and untethered (numerous characters, really, but it’s her fantasy,) her
swirling fears and confusions about life are given voice by none other than
Actual Josh Groban, whose onscreen “reveal” in the middle of the song is so funny. Obviously, the song is beautifully sung, with
Groban melodically reflecting on the ways life fails to conform to the
neatly-wrapped-up three-act structure of a film, where everything ties together
in the (usually-happy) end.
Best
lyric: “Life doesn’t make narrative
sense…”
“Maybe She’s Not Such a Heinous Bitch After
All” –
This is a great song, a bouncy ‘60s-style girl group number in which Rebecca
tries to understand why her mom is being so nice to her. Good relationship psychology (mother/daughter
relationships, parental relationships affecting our choice of romantic
partners) paired with an infectious melody and hilarious lyrics. MVPs of this song are absolutely Rebecca’s
two back-up singers – their lines make the song so much better.
Best
lyric: “Maybe she’s not such a heinous
bitch after all.” – “(Sit beside her, / So weird you lived inside her.)” –
“Maybe old age has tamed this witch and made her a doll.” – “(But like one of
those evil haunted dolls!)”
“A Diagnosis” – Hands down my favorite song of the
season. So, so beautiful – after seeing
this episode for the first time, I went on YouTube and watched the video for
this song again, probably at least four times in a row. Faced with the possibility of a new,
definitive diagnosis for her mental illness, Rebecca is thrilled. She’s looking to it to make everything
finally all right, so she’s still clinging to quick-fix solutions to her
problems, but there’s something so gorgeous about the peace she finds in the
prospect of simply being able to understand herself, of having a name to put to
it and being able to meet other people who are experiencing the same things as
her. Rachel Bloom’s vocals are stunning
here.
Best
lyric: “I’m aware mental illness is
stigmatized, / But the stigma is worth it if I’ve realized / Who I’m meant to
be, armed with my diagnosis.”
“First Penis I Saw” – Such a fun
number. Paula reminisces ABBA-style
about her high school boyfriend and, as per the title, her first experience
with a penis. A very singable ditty, and
I like that Paula emphasizes repeatedly that it wasn’t noteworthy in either a
good or a bad sense – it was just the
first, which made it unforgettable. I
also enjoy Paula and her back-up dancers at the grocery store using phallic
vegetables as mics.
Best
lyric: “Of all the penises I’ve seen /
His had the biggest impact, / And by that what I mean / Is it really made me
drop my jaw, / ‘Cause it was the very first penis I saw.”
“Fit Hot Guys Have Problems Too” – Oh man, this is
fantastic – ridiculously catchy, super funny, and clever (with added eye candy
for anyone who likes fit hot guys.)
White Josh and Nathaniel – with a later addition from Josh – go-go dance
as they lament the fact that everyone assumes guys as hot as them are never sad
or hurting. The lyrics are terrific, the
striptease is perfectly timed, and I
love the occasional intrusions of the guys straight-up breaking down on
stage. This is also David Hull’s first
spotlight in a number; I’ve always enjoyed White Josh, and Hull does a nice job
in his first big outing.
Best
lyric: “We’re expressing our pain
through the art of dance, / But we’ll express so much better without these
pants!”
“This Session is Gonna Be Different” – Ah, poor
long-suffering Dr. Akopian. After ages
of Rebecca’s evasions, deflections, and distractions, she finally seems ready
to do the hard work on herself, and Dr. Akopian fans that last spark of hope
back into a flame. I like that, for all
her frustrations, it genuinely comes from a place of wanting to help Rebecca,
and the “Maybe This Time”-esque number is a perfect fit for the situation.
Best
lyric: “This session is gonna be useful
/ If she’s truthful about how she feels.”
“The Miracle of Birth” – Horrifying, goofy
fun. Paula sings this gentle
earth-mother ballad to Heather as she readies to give birth to Darryl’s
baby. She lovingly describes the process
in graphic detail, all while a troupe of little girls emerge from a giant cloth
vagina and then dance around her – major points for presentation!
Best
lyric: “And oops, there it went-a. /
That was the placenta, / Which you must expel / Or you surely die!”
“Nothing is Ever Anyone’s Fault” – It wouldn’t be a
central Crazy Ex-Girlfriend romance
without some serious dysfunction, and this is Rebecca and Nathaniel’s on full
display. At the start of this post, we
saw her urge him to “strip away [her] conscience,” and now, we see the “lesson”
he learned from her: denying all
personal responsibility on the basis of being messed up by childhood trauma. The soaring Broadway-ballad melody juxtaposes
nicely with the amoral equivocation of the lyrics, and I enjoy how perplexed
Rebecca is through the first half of the song.
Best
lyric: “I was raised to believe / That
every person’s in charge of their fate, / But now, I clearly see / That my father’s
a dick and he filled me with hate.”
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