There are almost too many things to love about Sex Education, the Netflix coming-of-age show that stormed its way into our hearts early last year and recently returned for an equally hilarious and heartfelt second season. Its imaginatively colourful setting – a fictional British village infused with elements of late-twentieth-century American culture; its refreshingly progressive attitudes on sex; its deliriously modern sense of humour; and, perhaps most of all, the way it combines the characteristically raunchy, biting style of comedy that one might find on other Netflix shows like Big Mouth and The End of the F*cking World with a genuine heart that’s pretty much unparalleled in the genre.
Ultimately, though, what makes this show so binge-worthy and delightful to watch is its diverse cast of compelling characters. A lot of teen shows, even when they do their best to approach adolescence with honesty and realism, end up neglecting another important ingredient of good storytelling: compassion. The creator of Sex Education, Laurie Nunn, captures the joys and frustrations of these characters without looking down on them or having to compromise on the invigorating ambition and zaniness of the show, because she clearly comes from a place of empathy – a paradoxically challenging perspective for a writer, given that having been a teenager is pretty much the one thing all adults have in common. Nunn also wrote the show in part to make up for the lack of discussion around sex she witnessed growing up, and so it’s no surprise that the characters’ almost surreal openness about sex feels liberating rather than tactless or parodic.
For a show whose comedic premise rests on teenagers intimating their most embarrassing sexual vulnerabilities, including “I’m really freaked out by bumholes”, it’s a relief that none of them are ever the butt of the joke. On Sex Education, the boggling perplexity of sex is something to poke fun at. That of adolescence is not. Now, one might argue that the show is by no means the only comedy that takes its teenage characters seriously; and indeed, in recent years there has been an increasing amount of sweet, intimately-drawn coming-of-age stories that have graced the big screen, from The Edge of Seventeen to Eighth Grade to Booksmart. But Sex Education takes that refreshingly modern attitude and applies it to the TV series format in a way that no other show has done as successfully. The medium allows the creators the necessary space to paint compelling, dynamic portraits not just of its protagonists, but also of the entire, remarkably diverse cast of characters – thus encouraging viewers to sympathize with perspectives other than that of the straight white nerdy kid at its center.
Of course, Sex Education takes plenty of cues from other cultural touchstones. John Hughes’ films were obviously a big influence, so much so that there’s even an episode that directly borrows from The Breakfast Club where all the girls must stay in detention until they find one thing they have in common (“Other than unsolicited penises, not much,” they conclude.) And the show shares a lot with its natural predecessor and edgier alter ego, Skins – a British dramedy that offered an uncompromisingly sobering look into the dark sides of adolescence, oscillating between realism and escapism. While both shows can be seen as revolutionary in their truthful yet creatively audacious depiction of the lives of a distinct set of troubled young adults, where characters on Skins sometimes felt distant in their outrageous recklessness, the ones on Sex Education always feel close to us, even at their most extreme. And they certainly don’t feel as derivative or overdramatized as, say, the ones on the last season of 13 Reasons Why.
What’s perhaps most remarkable about Sex Education is the fact that it stands out as a refreshing and rare achievement while very much adopting familiar character archetypes: from the socially awkward white protagonist, to the gay best friend, to the rebellious girl, to the popular sports kid. But rather than blindly embracing them, the show manages to transcend these tropes, either by subverting them or enriching them through unique, compelling character arcs. Take the show’s protagonist, for example: on the surface, Otis (Asa Butterfield) seems like the kind of instantly likable good guy – “non-threatening like a Care Bear”, as one of his ‘patients’ describes him. But the creators make it painfully clear that he’s very much a flawed character who’s not incapable of doing wrong, especially on season two, where you get pretty close to hating him. But you don’t, because it doesn’t feel like the writers are purposefully exploiting the character for the sake of drama – rather, it’s a natural progression of the narrative, a narrative that delves into difficult internal conflicts and growing familiar frustrations that fester without being resolved. And let’s not forget that his whole schtick revolves around giving sex advice to pretty much everyone in the school – not exactly something that fits his archetype.
Then you have Maeve Wiley (Emma Mackey, echoing Effy from Skins), Otis’ partner in crime, who represents the ubiquitous cool bad girl archetype. Though Maeve is characteristically tough and badass, that’s not what defines her character, and neither is her bookishness or independence, which is as far as most shows would be willing to go. What makes Maeve one of the most captivating teenage characters in recent memory is the incredible nuance that makes up who she is as well as the vulnerability and kind-heartedness that lie behind her façade, which surpasses even that of supposed empathy expert Otis. Mackey wonderfully captures the deep-rooted sensitivity of her character, which manifests itself affectingly on season two, whether she’s confronting her relationship with Otis, her mom, or the all-consuming “depth of her aloneness”. There’s a unique complexity to Maeve that easily overcomes the perceived superficiality of the archetype she embodies.
Then there’s Eric (played superbly by newcomer Ncuti Gatwa), Otis’ shamelessly outgoing best friend, who has one of the most heart-wrenching arcs on the show. For a character who ostensibly fits a lot of the stereotypes of a gay TV character, his intensely riveting storyline reveals the multi-dimensional nature of his personality. At no point does the conflict he faces in season two, where he’s caught between the promise of a seemingly ideal relationship and the complicated sexual dynamic that arises when his ex-bully comes back in town, come off as carelessly exploitative or melodramatic – rather, it feels genuinely thoughtful and ground-breaking in its boldness. And the considerable amount of screen time afforded to his ex-bully, Adam (Connor Swindells), serves to humanize the character without blindly redeeming him or excusing his actions.
But where the second season of Sex Education truly excels is in giving its secondary characters not just time in the spotlight but also equal consideration, further broadening the representational diversity of the show – not just in its inclusion of underrepresented voices, but also in the way it allows them to grow. Ola (Patricia Allison) is a prime example of this, as she goes from being a kind of characterless obstacle standing in the way of Maeve and Otis’ relationship to someone who not only claims her own agency but also comes to explore her own queerness – a process which, up until this point, had only been explored through the familiar lens of someone feeling deeply ashamed rather than liberated by that discovery. The colourful animated segment accompanying Ola’s newfound sense of sexual freedom wonderfully demonstrates that there’s more than one way of coming to terms with one’s sexuality, and the fact that it’s more a consequence of her overall character arc rather than the only thing that defines it speaks to the strength of the writing. On the other end of the spectrum, one might argue that the mention of asexuality in one episode, however unexpected, feels grossly underdeveloped – almost implying that there’s more exciting narrative potential in writing about pansexuality than asexuality – but, in the writers’ defense, there’s only so much that can fit into one season.
The themes explored on the show aren’t limited to romance or sexuality, either. Jackson’s (Kedar Williams) mental health struggles as he attempts to grow out of the role assigned to him by his parents and reinforced by his peers, for instance, is one of the most harrowing storylines of season two, while the introduction of Viv (Chinenye Ezeudu), his new tutor, acts as an opportunity to explore newfound friendships in an inspiringly heartfelt manner (let’s just hope the creators don’t force them into coupledom in the future). Maeve and Aimee’s (Aimee Lou Wood) relationship is another example of the show placing emphasis on the value of teenage friendships, as Maeve bravely stands by her side and guides her through the process of reporting a sexual assault incident. Aimee’s arc speaks to wider societal issues around sexual misconduct without coming off as pandering or preachy; instead, the creators remain true to the specificity of the character, resulting in what is perhaps the most empowering and resonant storyline of the season – one that concludes beautifully with an 80s-inspired scene set to the magnificent tune of Sharon Van Etten’s ‘Seventeen’.
Notably, it’s not just teenagers who have compelling storylines – where other teen shows either demonize or satirize adults (if they acknowledge their existence at all), Sex Education is particularly inventive on that front. Otis’ mom, Jean (Gillian Anderson), is not just a comically overprotective mother who is obsessed with observing and controlling the sexual life of her son, which initially seemed to be the premise of her character. Rather, she becomes a fully-fleshed character who must eventually challenge her own ideas about sex and relationships when Jakob (Mikael Persbrandt) enters her life, and season two reveals the intricacy of her character in ways that are excellently conveyed by Anderson. She also helps another character, Adam Groff’s mother (Samantha Spiro), in reclaiming her sexual autonomy, thus suggesting that discovering one’s sexuality isn’t something that’s limited to the age of young adulthood, but a lifelong process.
And indeed, what’s funny about season two is that the adults act a lot more like stereotypical teenagers than the teenagers themselves do; from Jean’s fits of anguish to, most tellingly, Principal Groff’s (Alistair Petrie) perpetual stubbornness and increasingly erratic emotional outbursts. Adolescence here refers less to a specific developmental stage than a made-up cultural signifier. And ultimately, what Sex Education teaches us through its varied storylines and heterogeneous perspectives is that adolescence is not some sort of fixed process that’s experienced by everyone in exactly the same ways – rather, it’s a fluid construct that’s continuously and reflexively redefined by the individual. Once stripped of our ideas about adolescence as shaped by decades of bad – but also good – cultural representations, we see those characters in a completely new light, which is precisely why the show feels like such a breath of fresh air. It’s not that these characters don’t go through the familiar struggles of adolescence; but any sense of a common lived experience is only a consequence of their unique individual stories, not the other way around. By creating nuanced, honest portraits of its characters, Sex Education dispels myths around adolescence and allows them to shine for what they truly are – and it’s only through this acknowledgment of difference that they can find what unites them. And it’s more than just unsolicited penises.






Green Day, Father of All Motherfuckers: Green Day are back with their thirteen studio album, also known by its censored version Father of All…, out now via Reprise Records. It is the pop punk band’s shortest album at just 25 minutes and 53 seconds with 10 tracks, including singles ‘Fire, Ready, Aim’ and ‘Oh Yeah’. In an Instagram post, Billie Joe Armstrong described the album as “The New! soul, Motown, glam and manic anthemic. Punks, freaks and punishers! The Dirty messy. The Stink.” He continues: “The lyrics are like a party and lifestyle of not giving a fuck. The life AND death of the party. Not political. Surviving in chaos. The real shit.” He ends by proclaiming: “Our motto?? ‘Nothing says fuck you like a unicorn’.”
Stone Temple Pilots, Perdida: The alternative rock band has returned with their eighth studio album following their 2018 self-titled release. It marks their second album with vocalist Jeff Gutt, and also finds them shifting from their classic alt-rock sound to a more acoustic approach, one which, according to bassist Robert DeLeo, the band had wanted to delve into for a while. The title, which translates to “loss” in Spanish, indicates one of the key emotional themes of the album – one of the songs, ‘I Didn’t Know the Time’, is about the loss of two of the band’s previous singers — original frontman Scott Weiland, who passed away in 2015, and Linkin Park’s Chester Bennington, who had replaced him. “I was trying to be vulnerable and that’s a scary thing to do, but it’s also kind of comfortable,” Gutt explained.
Nada Surf, Never Not Together: Yet another 90s alternative rock band returns with their ninth studio album, titled Never Not Together and out now via City Sland. Nada Surf reportedly changed their creative outlook after celebrating the 15th anniversary of Let Go in 2017, recording a lot of demos before narrowing it down to the ones that made it into the album. The main theme of the record, as evidenced by the title as well as the lead single, ‘Something I Should Do’, is communal unity: “Empathy is good, lack of empathy is bad, holy math says we’re never not together,” Matthew Caws declares at the end of the track.
Ásgeir, Bury the Moon: Icelandic singer-songwriter Ásgeir has released his third full-length album, Bury the Moon. Following 2017’s Afterglow, the record was inspired by the artist’s stay at an Icelandic summerhouse with just a guitar and a small keyboard, ruminating in solitude during a period of heartbreak a la Justin Vernon. “I’ve always had this longing to go somewhere on my own,” Ásgeir said in a press release. “I think it was really good to go there and just think about music, and have no distractions whatsoever.”

Posthumous albums are notoriously hard to get right. As was the case with the late XXXTentaction’s 2018 album Bad Vibes Forever, labels will do anything they can to cash into the popularity of artists gone too soon by exploiting whatever bits and pieces they left behind. But Circles does not fall into that trap. The final album by Mac Miller, who passed away in 2018 at the age of 26 after a drug overdose, was completed by versatile producer Jon Brion (who’s worked on everything from Kanye West’s Late Registration to the Lady Bird soundtrack) with the permission of the rapper’s family. The result is not just respectful of Miller’s work, but also at times painfully revealing. The follow-up to 2018’s Swimming is drenched in contemplative, inward-looking moments that at times seem to predict the artist’s death, most potently on the heart-wrenching lead single ‘Good News’: “There’s a whole lot more for me waitin’ on the other side/ I’m always wonderin’ if it feel like summer,” Miller laments against a lush bed of plucky strings. There’s also a lot more singing than rapping here, and Brion embellishes the album with spare, but wonderfully organic, 60s-pop-inspired instrumentation that makes Miller feel uncannily more present than he usually did on some of his more reverb-drenched, washed-out efforts. Unexpected but perfectly pitched funkier tunes also make their way into the album, like the playful ‘Blue World’, without altering the mood too much. Because what makes Circles a great album isn’t the melancholic vibe that envelops it, but rather the way Miller’s genuine spirit glows throughout. And if there’s any message that the album leaves us with, it’s to not be afraid to face our true selves amidst the drabness of the everyday: “I wonder, do they see their own reflection in the rain/ And look away?” he contemplates on the closing track.
Following her 2018 EP Glitter and the high-profile contribution to Kanye West’s ‘Ghost Town’ that put her on the map, 070 Shake has graced us with a remarkably ambitious and cohesive debut. Modus Vivendi navigates the messiness of relationships with defiance and sincerity, two elements that clash beautifully on the album. On highlight ‘Come Around’, anthemic, heavy synths provide the foundation for Shake’s impassioned, high-pitched vocal delivery as she yearns for some form of connection. On the trap-infused ‘Rocketship’, her voice is instead characterized by a cool kind of confidence, as she proclaims “It feel like I’m on a rocket ship, rocket ship/ And ain’t nobody stoppin’ this rocket ship” atop ethereal, spacy synths. The team of producers assembled here have crafted some impressive and wonderfully varied sounds for Shake to work around, from the dynamic percussion and Pink Floyd-esque guitar solos on the heart-rending ‘Divorce’ to the infectious 80s-inspired synth jam of ‘Guilty Conscience’. It wouldn’t work if Shake weren’t such a versatile artist – she even takes the traditional Led Belly tune recorded by Nirvana as ‘Where Did You Sleep Last Night?’ and repurposes it into a sub-heavy, modern pop tune without sacrificing the original’s gritty, haunting atmosphere. A lot of work and experimentation has gone into the making of Modus Vivendi, and it shows – but what’s even more impressive is that it feels grand and polished without being overproduced. It’s a unique fusion of sounds and a bold statement from a young artist claiming her own place in the music industry. And with a voice that commands attention and a fearless spirit that can seemingly transcend space and time, you can rest assured: there ain’t nobody stopping her.
Adding to an already impressively consistent creative streak, Have We Met revisits a lot of the same sounds and themes of Destroyer’s recent output – but despite that sense of familiarity, something here feels decidedly looser, spontaneous, and a bit off-kilter. Makes sense, as Dan Bejar took a more stream-of-consciousness approach to the songwriting for this one, sometimes just cobbling together lines from scattered notebooks, while the instrumentals were recorded on GarageBand before they were sent to collaborator John Collins. Sonically, the album retains a lot of the same ambitious folk-rock elements of their last three albums, but trades the gothic tones of 2017’s ken for the sweeping melodic passages and glorious guitar solos that are strongly reminiscent of The War on Drugs’ last two albums – especially on the grand, 6-minute opener ‘Crimson Peak’ and the equally magnificent follow-up ‘Kinda Dark’ (which features an absolutely orgasmic guitar solo). Then you have more unexpected moments, like the delightful swagger of the slap-bass on ‘Cue Synthesizer’, or the eerie ambient ballad ‘The Television Music Supervisor’. What makes these songs stand out, though, is Bejar’s usual knack for witty and poetic lyricism, which is on full display here: “A fortress of solitude’s no contest when you stare at oblivion,” he muses on ‘University Hill’, while on the mid-album, introspective highlight ‘The Raven’, he opens with “Just look at the world around you/ Actually, no, don’t look” before delivering the instantly quotable: “The Grand Ole Opry of Death is breathless.” It may be hard to grasp exactly what Bejar is getting at much of the time, and the album as a whole can feel a bit spotty, but Have We Met is as idiosyncratic and compelling as anything Bejar has done.
Four decades and fourteen albums into the band’s career, it’s easy to dismiss Hotspot as nothing particularly ground-breaking for the Pet Shop Boys. But with barely anyone noticing, the synthpop titans have crafted yet another album filled with high-quality, high-energy pop tunes that could easily be mistaken for a greatest hits album if it wasn’t made by them. Recorded in large part at Berlin’s Hansa studios – where David Bowie recorded Low and Heroes – Hotspot is very much an equal to PSB’s classic albums, embracing analogue synths and repurposing retro dance music trends without clinging onto a bygone era. ‘Dreamland’ even brings in Olly Alexander of Years and Years – a natural Gen Z successor to the PSB’s brand of sophisti-pop – to deliver a track about Brexit and the migrant crisis that feels all too pertinent, as Neil Tennant dreams of land “where all problems seem to disappear/ And you don’t need a visa / You can come and go and still be here”. Just like the duo manage to sound nostalgic without feeling dated, they balance political commentary with pure pop escapism. Techno banger ‘Happy People’ boasts a chorus about “happy people living in a sad world”, while ‘Monkey Business’ is even more irresistibly danceable as it cranks up the disco energy. ‘I Don’t Wanna’ is a wallflower dance anthem with a young heart, while ballads ‘Burning the heather’ and ‘Hoping for a miracle’ act as a refreshing reminder of duo’s maturity. The Pet Shop Boys may generally be treading familiar territory here, but there’s no denying that, as far as synthpop goes, Hotspot is an expertly produced, well-written album by a duo that still has it in them.