"Sup more british pop music."
"Oh nothing much, same old same old"
"Cool, who is this?"
"Kate Nash, she is pretty much a lot like all the others, except younger, should attract several young people in the UK! and Atavanhalen."
"Exactly, and we can still manage to beat American pop music, because we have much more personality"
"Great, when do we get started?"
"As soon as you buy her album"
If there's one album I never expected to be brilliant, it was Kate Nash's. The single was a sugary treat, but what from there? Many more simplistically beautiful pop numbers was the answer- the adorably silly metaphor of Birds, the fast-paced hyperactivity of Mariella and the Octopus' Garden bop of Merry Happy all made for some quality listening and some good old singalongs.
But it didn't stop there.
There is a genuine sense of sincere and even autobiographical mannerisms throughout the music- from the lyrics, to the childlike piano right down to Nash's unforced accent. And when the music isn't joking around, we get incredibly honest and moving songs such as Nicest Thing and Little Red. Let's forget about any inch of hype or promotion surrounding this young lady here- this is true talent, true emotion and an exceptional, underrated album.