Wow. Someone could write a thesis around gender discrimination and wanton bullying misogyny just based around the comments for this song. Number one in the States. Fucking good on ya, you (marginally) altered States. Dear sloppy fat girls, please stop co-opting the curvy bootylicious thing. You’re fat and gross not hot. You’re not Jlo. Yours Truly, A […]
Listening to ‘Air Balloon’ sans distractions, as pure music, as pure human transmission, as I have been for an hour now, it seems to summate everything that’s broken with my relationship to British pop music.
Here’s someone making empowered, brilliant pop on her own terms and no one needed to get paraded around in their knickers.
Like, is there really no other way of challenging sexism and racism in music videos accept by doing the EXACT SAME THING but with a knowing wink? Really?
I don’t think anyone needs to worry about musicians losing their voices any time soon.
She’s like Lily Allen and Amy Winehouse rolled into one, not quite so threatening
Maybe you too aren’t lucky enough to exist within the reach of the post-No Age kids, and aren’t a Vice editor. Don’t be worried. Come enjoy this. Music to make you swoon.
I sense a spirit of love that infuses the music with soul and self-expression. And if you think this description suggests a kitsch twee puke-fest, then I’d have sorely done the depth and strength of their music an injustice.
Again, a case of accidental discovery via iTunes. I’m increasingly of the opinion this is a fine and noble way to discover music, if you can manage it. I’ve spent several fruitless afternoons in Rocking Horse Records, trying to think of an album to buy – discounted Death, cos I’d been promised that: discounted Monks, cos […]