From being one of the world’s most sensual media celebrities to strident feminist in 12 stunning tracks. That just about sums up Beyonce’s latest album, her most personal statement yet, which confirms her status as one of the world’s most creative female artistes. Lemonade is as much visual as it is musical and it shows her as a force of nature, “raising a middle finger” to cheating men (husband Jay Z) and promising payback. Whatever her emotional state, she lets it rip on this collection of pop, hip hop, country and reggae, bringing out her rawest vocals ever with lyrics to match (‘You ain’t married to no average bitch, boy!’). These are not random tracks but a narrative—a woman in love being betrayed in Pray You Can Hear Me, the professional heartbreaker she profiles in 6 Inch and the more subtle country-style Daddy Lessons before blasting into full-on rock-queen mode in Don’t Hurt Yourself and the primal ballad, Love Drought. Personal feelings give way to feminist angst and anger in Freedom and Formation, which captures the trauma of American blackness. Lemonade is Beyonce as superwoman, betrayed and let down but spitting vengeful fire.