“1965“: Jessie Murph Delivers a Provocative Blend of Retro Soul and Modern Hip-Hop on “Sex Hysteria”
“1965,” a compelling track from Jessie Murph’s new album, Sex Hysteria, released on July 18, 2025, flawlessly embodies her distinctive artistic approach.
This song skillfully blends influences from the iconic girl groups and torch singers of the 1950s and 60s with a vocal delivery and attitude deeply rooted in contemporary hip-hop.
The composition is built upon semi-rapped verses that gracefully transition into a chorus imbued with a distinctly retro feel.
The lyrical concept playfully engages with nostalgia and a romanticized vision of the past, employing the imagery of “high hair” (referencing the beehive hairstyle) as both an aesthetic and symbolic nod to that era.
The song culminates with a playful monologue where Murph fluidly mixes cultural references—from Bud Light to Dirty Dancing and classic films—and muses on the passage of time and idealized connections.
Musically, “1965” merges vintage soul and pop with a modern sensibility, combining urban beats, balladry, and vocal intensity, showcasing the versatility and innovation that define Murph’s second album.
Specialized critics have singled out this track as one of the most audacious and refreshing on the album, affirming the artist’s evolution from country and alt-pop towards a more daring and personal sound.
Quotable Lyrics:
We’d go to church on a Sunday, wake up on Monday
You’d go to work and I’d stay home and sing and do fun things
I might get a little slap-slap, but you wouldn’t hit me on Snapchat
Don’t f**kin’ text me at 2AM sayin’, “Where you at, at?”, boy, f**k you
You’d handwrite me letters when you went away
You’d make me feel better, you’d know what to say
And maybe you’d still be a h*e
But if you cheated, hell, I wouldn’t know
I want you to love me
(Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high)
Like it’s 1965
(Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high)
Oh-oh
I want you to want me
(Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high)
I think I’d give up a few rights
(Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high)
If you would just love me
Like it’s 1965
