I make no apologies and no justification for the posting today, I just like Kate Nash. Ever since the first single, Caroline’s A Victim, which I purchased due to it being on Moshi Moshi and I had bought and liked all of their singles to that point.
The A side was okay, worth the price of the single but when I played the flip side, I came to the conclusion that this was the best thing that had been released on the label by a mile.
Being an old git the song shouldn’t have struck such a chord but the tale of a hapless wide-o inarticulately trying to explain to his girl how much she meant to him made me smile. To me it was akin to eavesdropping on a conversation, you know the one which you hear a snippet of while you are searching your Ipod for something to play then spend the next 5 minutes or so pretending to be listening to music when all the while you are engrossed with the conversation you are secretly concentrating on.
The song also reminded me of Billy Bragg’s version of Walk Away Renee for some reason.
Kate Nash – Birds
We Get On also reminds me a bit of a Bragg song, The Saturday Boy, full of unrequited love but if a guy were to act like the female protagonist in the song he would more than likely be locked up. The version posted is from a BBC session.
Both of these tracks are examples of how some of the songs on the album were over produced to death
Kate Nash – We Get On (BBC Session)
Nash has been much maligned and the criticism of over production of the album is justified. But the often cited sniping about her not singing in her proper accent does not hold any credence with me, as one of my heroes, Roddy Frame not only sings in a mid Atlantic accent but talks the same way too, not exactly pure East Kilbride and let’s not start with John Martyn.
On the strength of the single I bought tickets for Nash’s gig at Oran Mor in 2007, however by the time the gig came along Foundations had been released and went to # 1. I decided to give my ticket to my niece as I reckoned that I would have looked a bit weird in a crowd of mainly teenage girls. A decision that my wife validated as she accompanied S with the other ticket.