Album of the Week | Bully: Lucky For You
Nashville multi-instrumentalist Alicia Bognanno's fourth album is an open-hearted, anthemic career best

Bully’s Alicia Bognanno has never shied away from letting her music get personal. Though the Nashville musician has been churning out high-energy rock songs since 2015’s Feels Like, the work has always served as an effervescent vessel. While its standout single “Trying” found her examining her tendency to criticize herself, it did so with a howling chorus—her signature raspy voice raw with power, and a rhythm section bouncing along with it. This structure has become Bully’s winning formula. Bognanno never has to sacrifice the music or force herself into a mode of subtly to be introspective. Since 2020’s excellent SUGAREGG, Bully has acted as her solo project. Though, as a listener, that’s kind of what it’s always felt like. Sure, Bognanno is a star when she performs and her charisma is undeniable, but she shines just as brightly as a behind-the-scenes operator. Having produced and written the first two Bully albums, it’s always been clear that Bognanno was running the show, letting her knack for bending diaristic writing into striking melodies take the spotlight.
The life Bognanno has lived in the intervening years now resides inside songs of their own. Bully’s new album, Lucky For You, is her finest work to date. Never before has Bognanno crafted a record so consistently captivating, able to fire on all cylinders even in its quieter moments. Lucky For You was made alongside producer J.T. Daly, known for his work with acts like PVRIS and K. Flay. While the pairing may seem odd, the album was made to sound right at-home on the radio. The man behind “Blood In The Cut” certainly helped ensure that it sounds incredible while blaring from car speakers.
The trauma at the heart of Lucky For You, though, is the passing of Bognanno’s beloved dog Mezzi. When her life was in flux, Mezzi was a grounding force. Her passing and its effect on Bognanno are chronicled throughout every line of “Days Move Slow,” a song that sounds like a hazy summer day, where the sun is beating down on you. With animated drum fills and fizzy, jagged riffs, Bognanno makes “And days move slow / I’m living in the same black hole” feel less like an explanation of the hopelessness that accompanies grief and more like an anthem. “Days Move Slow,” is, importantly, not nihilistic, though. Immediately after gazing into the void, she sings: “There’s flowers on your grave, that grow / Something’s gotta change, I know.” Hope is implicit, an acknowledgment that change can bring with it beauty and evolution. Still, it makes for a heavy message for a song with this much pep.
Bognanno has also been open about her journey with sobriety-and now, as she looks on from a new vantage point, she’s begun looking back on all the things her pre-sobrietry regrets. In the album’s barnstormer of an opener, “All I Do,” Bognanno reaffirms the promises she’s made to herself while going great distances to make things right. It’s an absolutely massive song, wasting no time in enveloping you in Bully’s trademark fuzz and feedback. The noise breaks only during the bridge, giving space for a proclamation: “I’ll never get fucked up again.”