This sounds nothing like Slow Club’s debut album, which I loved, and it’s absolutely, mind-blowingly fantastic.
Last night, I attended my first concert of the spring season. Who, you ask? Betty Who.
Don’t be fooled by her height and towering stage presence and the fact that she is the shit. Betty aka Jessica Newham is the girl next door. She’s 22, had her first kiss at Lake Michigan at a high school summer camp at Northwestern, and bops around the stage like her mike is her hair brush and her stage her bed. (I seriously want to know if that stage had springs under it.) Its quite clear that she is doing what she loves, and her music makes you feel that love. Nothing is more rewarding at a concert than seeing that the person behind the songs is exactly how you imagined.
From the new EP “Slow Dancing,” this song is what she explains as the love child of Phil Collins, Ashanti, and Ja Rule.