Harry Styles is, for lack of better word, stylish. His flamboyant boas and sequin jumpsuits are unlike anything modern male musicians typically wear while performing. However, Styles has also managed to break barriers with his fashion offstage, as well. In the past year, Styles posed for the cover of Vogue dressed in a ruffled blue gown and wore a sheer, lacy outfit at the 2021 Met Gala. Styles is a modern symbol of gender fluidity and self-love, so fans expected that his new album, Harry’s House, would reflect this insightful theme. It does not. This album is a collection of thirteen songs which simply prove to fans that Styles’ is the typical male songwriter who is only capable of writing about relationships, women and sex with lyrics that appear to be written from a a meaningless stream-of-consciousness. 

Over half of Styles’ songs on this album are about a relationship with women, using lyrics that are void of emotional depth. His eighth and ninth songs on the track, titled “Cinema” and “Daydreaming,” come across as provocative to his generally female fan-base. After about 30 seconds into “Cinema”, Styles makes his first, and probably most appalling, description about an intimate relationship, singing, “If you’re getting yourself wet for me, I guess you’re all mine.” Not only are these lyrics lackluster, but Styles is objectifying women as if they are a belonging instead of a human being.

Similarly, Styles fantasizes about a sexual experience in “Daydreaming,” singing that love is the only thing he wants to dream about. Additionally, these songs include repetitive lyrics, such as “It just feels right” from “Daydreaming” and “It feels so right to me” in “Cinema,” proving that Styles is a mediocre song writer at best.

Since Styles has proven he lacks creativity when it comes to songwriting, it makes sense that he would make such random references throughout this album, the most prominent one being food. Styles sings about roughly 20 different foods on this album which just comes across as strange and thoughtless. For instance, in the first two lines of “Music For a Sushi Restaurant,” Styles sings about fried rice and how he “could cook an egg on [her].” The lyric suggests he finds someone so “hot” that he could cook on her, which is not only dehumanizing, but simply foolish.

Considering how much clout Styles has in the music realm, it is shocking that Styles would release such an unprofessional album. It should not be long from now until his fans realize his music is nothing more than ordinary.