And it is basically the most collosally brilliant thing you will have heard this year by the time you eventually hear it. I’ve only heard the track twice and that memory is fading fast, so i’ve tried to think of three different ways to describe Primadonna (which is, possibly, Marina’s best single yet), but I overshot a little, so here are the four I ended up with:
- Some clever chap takes Radioactive and removes the synth riff. They then remove the beats from the first verse and the first half of the choruses. The melody is then completely changed (for the better). Before chucking the remnants of Radioactive away this bloke remembers the middle eight and thinks “Blimey! Can’t waste that!”. He then takes this surging synth-line and smacks it on top of the post chorus bits. And some versey bits. And possibly some other bits too, my memory fails me. Basically in the end it sounds like the sort of thing Katy Perry would be doing in a parallel universe where pop-rock doesn’t exist. Voila! We have Primadonna.
- The rotating ballet dancer from a music box comes to life, becomes a bloody good popstar, and sings a song. Voila! We have Primadonna.
- Madonna (circa 2003) is hard at work. She’s just penned an excellent melody and layered it over some light guitar strums. Mirwais is obviously involved in some capacity and is ‘doing his thing’ to the track but in this instance his ‘thing’ is a much more subtle, nuanced touch than I AM A GUITAR HEAR ME STRUM. Madonna then somehow discovers how to travel through time and does so, arriving in 2012. Here she discovers Britney Spears‘ Hold It Against Me, and the power of the WHOMP WHOMP WHOMP. She then travels back in time, and asks Mirwais to place said WHOMP WHOMP WHOMP in various levels of WHOMPINESS throughout the track. He does so. Voila! We have Primadonna. (Except with Marina on it and not Madonna). (But the moaning about being a star is still all there).
- God, or some form of omnipotent deity, takes the phrase ‘fucking amazing’ and changes the entire of space and time and science and matter so that instead of being an adjective, it is instead a noun. A big physical poptastic noun. VOILA. WE HAVE PRIMADONNA.
Basically folks, the moral of this story is not to write an overlong bit of waffle when you can just slap on a number…
…and be done with it.