GUTS Okay, so I finally sat down and listened to Olivia Rodrigo’s GUTS , and wow—she did NOT come to play. I swear this album is like one giant therapy session for anyone who’s been through heartbreak, identity crises, or just the chaos of growing up. Let me break it down for you because I’ve been blasting it on repeat for days, and I have thoughts. First off, let’s talk about how bold and raw this album is. It’s like she took all her frustration, anxiety, and sass, bottled it up, and then just threw it in our faces (in the best way possible). The opening track, “All-American Bitch,” is such a vibe. It’s chaotic, unapologetic, and perfectly sets the tone for what’s coming next. I mean, who else could mix pop-punk energy with lyrics that make you go, Wait, is she calling me Then there’s “Vampire.” This song hit me right in the feels. The way she paints a picture of betrayal chef’s kiss. It’s dramatic, but not in a bad way. Like, it’s the kind of drama you n...