With “Goes Around, Comes Around,” Scarlett Andrews Blends Crisp Vocals and UK Bounce With Vacatixn’s Gritty Flow
Scarlett Andrews has released her song “Goes Around, Comes Around,” a collaboration with East London rapper Vacatixn that tilts neo-soul toward indie hip-hop while keeping the temperature chill. The production is a measured flex: ethereal pad chords whisper, clean, punchy drums mark the lane, and a smooth bass slides beneath everything, giving the mid-tempo groove quiet torque. Indeed, the mix is judicious—space for air, space for side-eye.
Vocally, Andrews leads with crisp, unsparing diction, turning self-worth into cadence rather than sermon. She doesn’t over-flower the melody; she threads it. Vacatixn arrives with a contrasting grain—more asphalt, more humor—so their back-and-forth reads like two diaries written the same day from opposite ends of the city. Moreover, the writing keeps its honesty playful: love as gymnastics, trust as a currency that can devalue, letting go as an act of style as much as survival.
In fact, the song’s architecture is built for replay. Verses glide, the pre-chorus tightens focus, and the hook lands with the inevitability of a proverb. Pads billow, the snare stays clean, and the bassline refuses bravado, preferring poise. However, one might wish for a sharper left turn—a brief drum mute or a reharmonized bridge—to elevate the final minute. Even so, “Goes Around, Comes Around” feels purposefully modern: UK bounce under an alt-pop silhouette, R\&B undertones warming the frame. In addition, the chemistry between Andrews and Vacatixn suggests a serial story worth following—two voices circling the same lesson until it glints.
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