The former Girls frontman has gone solo, and gone is much of that band's rambunctious lo-fi pop. Instead, Lysandre belongs more in an understated lounge than an underground rock club. Running on a loose musical theme, it opens with a Renaissance twist -- a fluttering flute dancing around classical guitar -- that pops up throughout the album. "New York City" and "Riviera Rock" get crashed by a wild sax, and soft female harmonies add some sugar, but mostly the album centers around Owens' constantly breaking heart (Lysandre is a former flame) and self-doubt ("What if I'm just a bad songwriter?").