Several weeks ago I became somewhat obsessed with both a song, and by extension, the artist responsible for the song. Now usually I am one of these annoying types that when I find something I am enthusiastic about I need to enthuse loudly to whomever is willing to be subjected to it. However, as the song in question was number 1 in the UK charts at the time I felt then need to restrain my excitement. Not because I was embarrassed, but because you lot are judgmental and disapproving and I just didn't need that sort of thing at the time.
Today I was flicking through a copy The Times Saturday magazine from a couple of weeks ago in the library at La Trobe University. Upon finding myself on page 38 I had the extreme pleasure of laying my approving eyes on a picture of this wonderful artist.
Alright, I'm just going to be blunt about this. Her name is Kate Nash and I am in love. I was seriously considering ripping the pages out of the magazine so I could have pictures of her on my wall, but I unfortunately wasn't brave enough.
Kate's (obvious) appeal not only lies in her glorious reddy-brown hair and charity shop dresses (with yellow stockings!), but her completely brilliant overt Estuary English pronunciation of her half-sung, half-spoken amusingly literal lyrics. How can anyone not appreciate such gems as "You said I must eat so many lemons cos I am so bitter. I said 'I'd rather be with your friends mate, cos they are much fitter"? and "You've gone and got sick on my trainers, I only got these yesterday. Oh my gosh, I cannot be bothered with this"? Just awesome. Enjoy:
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