Emma-Jean Thackray – Weirdo

Emma-Jean Thackray’s new album Weirdo is a bold, technicolour triumph — deeply personal, fiercely original, and bursting at the seams with groove-laden jazz funk. Self-produced, self-performed, and self-mixed in the solitude of her South London flat, it’s the work of a visionary artist refusing to compromise. Across 17 tracks, Weirdo is a kaleidoscopic journey through grief, joy, absurdity, and resilience. From the first bubbling synth line of opener Something Wrong With Your Mind, you’re pulled into a sonic world entirely of Thackray’s making — eclectic, emotional, and electrifying.

Thackray’s path to Weirdo is as singular as the album itself. Raised in a working-class family in West Yorkshire, classically trained and fiercely independent, she’s carved out her own space in the UK’s genre-busting jazz scene. Her rise from self-released EPs to major festival stages (and now a partnership with Brownswood Recordings) has been fuelled by a commitment to authenticity and experimentation. Weirdo marks her most radical work yet — born in the wake of personal loss, it’s not just an album but a survival statement, a testament to music as a lifeline. As she puts it: “Everything I am is music – nothing else matters.”

Musically, Weirdo is steeped in Thackray’s jazz background but fearlessly fuses soul, P-funk, psychedelia, synth-pop, and experimental production. The title track unfurls slowly, anchored by scattered drums and vamped Rhodes chords, before her voice and slivers of synth create a hypnotic, cushiony soundscape. Stay sways gently on a gluey bassline before blossoming into a rich, guitar-led climax, while Let Me Sleep contrasts sunny handclaps with an undercurrent of urgency. Throughout, bass and synth act like dual heartbeats, especially on the bubbling Tofu and tongue-in-cheek Fried Rice. Shorter interludes like Please Leave Me Alone, In Your Mind, and I Don’t Recognise My Hands act as diary-like vignettes, anchoring the album in the personal.

Lyrically, Weirdo oscillates between intimate and existential. There are raw declarations (Wanna Die, Maybe Nowhere), wry humour (Fried Rice, Tofu), and soul-searching pleas (Save Me, Where’d You Go). The collaborations are equally potent — Reggie Watts brings funky charisma to Black Hole, while Kassa Overall’s verses on It’s Okay float effortlessly over scattershot percussion and Thackray’s rich trumpet lines. Across all of it, her voice — warm, expressive, and often harmony-laden — weaves a sense of comfort even when the themes run dark. This is an album where grief dances with joy, and existential dread grooves to funk basslines.

Weirdo is a remarkable achievement — a fully formed artistic statement that somehow feels both highly specific and deeply universal. It captures the weirdness of being alive, of mourning and cooking dinner, of crying and dancing at the same time. For all its genre-blurring and boundary-pushing, the album’s lasting impact lies in its emotional truth. Emma-Jean Thackray has made a record that is not only musically dazzling but also profoundly human. This is her best work yet — messy, magical, and magnificently her own.

from  www.backseatmafia.com