And I’m here to remind you to think of me, think of me fondly when you say goodbye…

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Katherine St Asaph: If you’re like me, you will be interested to know that yes, you indeed can sing the Phantom song over the instrumental. Also, if you’re like me, you kept getting distracted working that out by the line trying to be Alanis’s “You Oughta Know,” the line trying to be Usher’s “Burn” and/or Helga in Hey Arnold and/or Sarah Cracknell’s “4 Months, 2 Weeks,” all of which are better to listen to.
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Alfred Soto: He might like her better if they kept sleeping together, yet because he won’t give Lisa and Jessica Origliasso another chance they hide, like so many forebears, behind electrobeats, which don’t thump or grind with the threat of a challenge.
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Alex Clifton: Once of the worst parts of a breakup is where you end up stuck on the other person. You’ve left, but they still consume all your thoughts. You’re trying to get all that space back from them to move on with your life, but of course it’s never that easy. I had a breakup where I got stuck on someone for a year and a half; it took so much mental energy to kick him out of my brain, again and again, until one day he just left. But there’s a fizziness to “Think of Me” that I don’t normally associate with breakup songs, in part because the Veronicas know this ex is Bad News. To be hung up on someone while having the intellectual knowledge that they’re no good for you (or anyone, really) is such a strange feeling, but the Veronicas turn it into something empowering. “I don’t miss fighting your war” is a great line; it still hurts, you still feel less than whole, but it’s a reminder that you’re better off alone instead. Sometimes you just need that reminder.
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Will Adams: The Veronicas tended to be on the punchier, more gritty side of the mid ’00s pop-rock wave, and even sustained that spirit on their last album. Which is why it’s especially disheartening to see they (see also: Aly & AJ) have fallen prey to the late ’10s trappings of bland, foggy synthpop.
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Edward Okulicz: I wasn’t sure that anyone could take this lite-EDM batch of wisps and pulses and make it so intimate and so sympathetic, but The Veronicas were always the smartest of their class. Mixing up a sing-song melody with a fairly confronting-for-context sexual reference is a great bit of well-poisoning, or a great bit of pill-sweetening, or maybe it’s both.
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Iris Xie: Plenty of break-up songs dive headfirst into rage or intense sadness, sometimes resulting in me experiencing more secondhand embarrassment than empathy or catharsis, but “Think of Me” captures the space between a bitter curiosity and a sad reminiscence for fucked up intimacies. When the cadence of counting time passed since seperation, combined with the water droplet sample and the shimmering gossamer synth, moves into the startingly direct pre-chorus of “Do you miss me in your sheets?/Do you miss me in your bed?/ The way we talk all night/The way I give you head,” it recreates the feelings of a bouncy melancholy, where one trembles underneath the strain of trying to not care, but still wondering about who has taken the protagonist’s place. The chorus cleverly mixes the louder drums with the “instead-‘stead-‘stead” hook, giving off a sensation of a contemplative echo, before exploding into a defiant bridge with “I underestimated how complicated you are /I don’t miss being hated, I don’t miss fighting your war.” These lyrics don’t feel extremely specific to The Veronicas, but they’re imagistic and directed enough that you know what they’re talking about. Pulling back into the chorus and the outro, the overall admiration I have for this track is in how it never overstays its welcome at any section and doesn’t allow itself to spill over into excess. This restraint results in The Veronicas utilizing the energy of the post-breakup malaise, that never-ending well of inspiration, and introduces a light, brittle poignancy that helps these common sentiments breathe, rather than be crowded out by a more bloated production.
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Scott Mildenhall: The Origliassos’ dead-eyed delivery underlines the understated viciousness of the lyrics, but also undersells the song’s strength. With that said, a more vigorous vocal only arrives for its most hackneyed moment of battlefields and complication. It all works, but there could be a happier medium between that energy and the blasé rebuke to toxicity.
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Andy Hutchins: Either Carly Rae’s older sisters or Robyn’s cool younger sisters, the Origliassos made their name on “cool” pop that had classical rock elements. “Untouched” had those celestial violins, yeah, but it’s also undergirded by a buzzing bass; “4ever” and “Everything I’m Not” lead with their riffs. Those things elevated smarter-than-the-average songwriting — but that songwriting was arguably never the star like it is on second-act hit “You Ruin Me,” a standard ballad, nor on “Think of Me,” with lines filed to their sharpest and used to piercing effect (“Your gold initials / Around my neck / One of a kind / Does she have one yet?”) So it’s a bummer that the baby’s-first-electro-stomper production renders “Think of Me” more synthy trifle than third-act kiss-off stunner: The Veronicas’ career to date makes clear that there could have been more musical edge here, while any number of synth-pop hits that go harder than this suggest that there were fertile veins to mine beyond nostalgia, too.
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