Abra writes and produces all her own music in a closet in Atlanta, so everything she’s done thus far has got a slight lo-fi tinge to it, while being formidable in both melody and sheer force. But her latest track, “Crybaby,” might be my favorite thing she’s ever done: an echo-drenched, lip-glossed vocal over a beat that bridges the difference between Miami 808s and perfect ‘80s freestyle, something like a new age Lisa Lisa or Corina with a better grasp on pitch (sorry freestyle fam, I’m just being real). At the same time it sounds truly 2016 in its vocal effects and artistic sensibility, a sort of late-night, ethereal distance befitting an artist who calls herself the darkwave duchess.