Muse Chronicle

Clare Easdown emerges as a fearless advocate in the alternative pop landscape, wielding her artistry like a shield against societal stigma. Her approach doesn’t seek sympathy but demands recognition for those whose voices have been systematically silenced.

“Lipstick On My Restraints” arrives like a proclamation disguised as a dark pop song.

This definitely isn’t your typical “it gets better” mental health anthem. It’s messier, angrier, and more honest than that. Easdown takes the sterile horror of psychiatric wards and transforms it into something almost glamorous, not because it’s pretty, but because refusing to be ashamed is the ultimate rebellion.

There’s a deliberate roughness to certain vocal takes, moments where perfection would have betrayed the song’s brutal honesty. It’s the difference between singing about pain and actually bleeding through the microphone. The production builds like anxiety itself. The layers of tension that never quite resolve because real life doesn’t always offer neat endings.

The title itself is pure genius: lipstick on restraints suggests beauty in bondage, glamour in confinement, finding power in powerlessness. Easdown has created music that doesn’t just acknowledge the darkness but weaponizes it. “Lipstick On My Restraints” is an essential listen.

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