Natascha Sohl - Dirty Little Word

Born in tres chic Paris and raised in the grimy old UK Natasch Sohl betrays none of these roots on Dirty Little Word, an album which oozes Hollywood glamour and excess from every pore. Opening with ‘Naked’, a monster of a tune which half inches the chorus from Lady GaGa’s ‘Poker Face’ and splices it with Natalie Imbruglia’ sultry vocal style, is a statement of intent. This is an album which catches you unawares and stares you down into quivering submission with an unflinching gaze of unwavering confidence. ‘Dirty Little Word’ is the epitome of anthemic power pop upon which America constructed MTv before hard rock hairspray become a balck market commodity. ‘Nothin Else Matters’, sadly not a Metallica cover, pushes the hubba bubba pop bubble further with a riff laden track which draws heavily and appropriately upon ‘Kids in America’. Ms Sohl is the perfect antidote to the prissy, pious, posing of Paramore and deserves to dominate the airwaves in 2010.



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