Rachel Bloom’s music feels like opening a diary set to a Broadway soundtrack—raw, ridiculous, and ridiculously catchy. She writes (or co-writes) most of it, and you can tell because no one else could nail that blend of self-awareness and showtune flair. Take 'I Have Friends,' a song that’s both a bop and a cry for help, or 'Let’s Generalize About Men,' which turns a rant into a disco anthem. Her background in improv and comedy shines through, but so does her love for Sondheim-style wordplay.
What’s wild is how she makes niche references feel universal. Whether she’s mocking yoga culture or romantic tropes, the songs work because they’re so her. Even the more serious tracks, like 'You Stupid Bitch,' have this visceral honesty that only comes from writing your own material. She’s not just performing—she’s confessing, joking, and occasionally belting like her life depends on it.
Rachel Bloom is one of those rare talents who makes you wonder how one person can be so multi-talented. Yes, she absolutely writes her own music, and not just throwaway jingles—her work on 'Crazy Ex-Girlfriend' is packed with clever, genre-bending songs that she co-wrote with a team but also spearheaded creatively. I binged that show twice just for the musical numbers, and the lyrics are so sharp you can tell they come from someone who lives and breathes wordplay. She’s got a theater kid’s heart and a comedy writer’s brain, which makes her music feel personal and hilarious at the same time.
What’s even cooler is how she blends musical theater with pop parodies. Tracks like 'The Sexy Getting Ready Song' or 'I’m So Good at Yoga' are both absurd and weirdly relatable because they’re grounded in her voice. Even her pre-show stuff, like the viral 'Fck Me, Ray Bradbury,' shows her knack for mixing wit with catchy melodies. It’s no surprise she won an Emmy for the songwriting—she treats songs like miniature stories, and that’s what makes them stick.
As a musician myself, I’ve always admired how Rachel Bloom approaches songwriting. She doesn’t just slap lyrics onto a melody; she crafts entire worlds in three minutes. For 'Crazy Ex-Girlfriend,' she collaborated with composers like Adam Schlesinger (RIP), but her fingerprints are all over the lyrics and themes. The songs are deeply tied to the protagonist’s psyche, which makes sense because Bloom was deeply involved in shaping the show’s narrative. You can hear her comedic timing in every pause and her theater background in the way she plays with structure.
Even outside the show, her solo work—like the 'Suck It, Christmas' album—proves she’s not reliant on a team. The humor is self-deprecating, the hooks are undeniable, and the lyrics are packed with Easter eggs for musical theater nerds. It’s refreshing to see someone who can switch between raunchy comedy and heartfelt ballads without missing a beat. Her music feels like hanging out with your smartest, funniest friend who also happens to have perfect pitch.
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What I love about her trajectory is how unapologetically niche her beginnings were. She didn’t water down her style to appeal to broader audiences—instead, she leaned into her unique voice, and the right people noticed. It’s a reminder that authenticity can carve out a space even in an oversaturated industry. Her transition from internet shorts to a Golden Globe-winning TV star still feels like a underdog story done right.
Rachel Bloom has always been a powerhouse of creativity, and I’ve been eagerly keeping tabs on her post-'Crazy Ex-Girlfriend' projects. Last I checked, she’s been juggling multiple roles behind the scenes—writing, producing, and even voicing characters in animated series. One standout is her involvement in 'Crossing Swords,' this hilarious stop-motion adult animated show where she voices a chaotic princess. It’s wild how she brings the same energy to voice acting as she did to Rebecca Bunch.
Rumors are swirling about her developing new TV concepts too, though nothing’s been officially announced. She’s also popped up in guest roles, like in 'The Late Late Show with James Corden,' where her musical comedy chops shine. Honestly, I’d watch her read a phone book—her timing is just that good. If you’re craving more Bloom, digging into her podcast appearances or YouTube sketches might tide you over until her next big screen or TV gig drops.
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