Sing along to the lyrics for “Ain’t In LA” by ADÉLA. ADÉLA opens with a scene that feels both specific and surreal: “Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk / And the, uh, gemstones in the teeth, goin’ dumb / And the, uh, light the cigarette with the propane / Uh, Honda Civic doin’ donuts in the rain.” It is the kind of joy that happens in a parking lot, in the rain, with the bass turned up. “Maybe tonight, we don’t gotta run away / It’s all a lie, the baddest bitches ain’t in L.A.” The repetition of that last line is not a boast. It holds it open, letting the Honda Civic spin in the rain, letting the listener sit with the possibility that the life you are living might already be the one you are looking for.