Latest Mary Lambert single reveals repetitive lyrics but not ‘Secrets’ in a traditional sense

Seattle-based singer-songwriter Mary Lambert. Photo by Moxie, used with permission.

“Secrets” did not leave a lasting impression, other than I never want to hear it again.

The upbeat style and lyrics from this new release on Mary Lambert’s debut album, “Heart on my Sleeve,” come across as positive, even though they hold a negative connotation.

Basically, the song has one overarching message repeated and repeated, just like a teacher would repeat an important homework assignment until it is drilled into your brain. Her message is “I don’t care if the world knows what my secrets are.”

The thing is, these aren’t “secrets” in a traditional sense like, I like this person, or I did this bad thing. She tells listeners, “My family is dysfunctional” and “I am always late.” Her lyrics describe not secrets, but rather personality traits or habits that would be considered bad.

Like many songs of its kind, “Secrets” is a pop song with no special qualities. Coming in at three minutes and 54 seconds, it is a decently long song.

It sells the same message as the rest, being that you shouldn’t care about what other people think. She covers the usual topics of body image and self esteem.

If you like the songs of its kind, like “All About That Bass,” by Meghan Trainor, you probably will enjoy this as well, but its somewhat abrupt ending and rocky transitions between the verses and the chorus leave me asking for something a little more smooth and complete. I’ll be the first to admit that “Secrets” is at least a bit less monotone and mind-numbing than Trainor’s overplayed hit.

Not only are the lyrics common and bland, the music video also leaves me asking for more. It doesn’t have much of a story. Lambert sings to the camera and cuts back and forth to a diverse cast of children, then teenagers and adults of varying size, shape, and ethnicity dancing with her.

After listening to it just once, I hated the repetition and had more than enough.

 

by BENJAMIN KIM