Tom: Florence has the Machine, Marina has her Diamonds, and now Thea has the Wild, it would seem. She’s been around for a while in her native Norway, but this here is her attempt to get big in Britain, to be followed up with an album in a couple of weeks. Have a listen:
Tom: Oh! That’s an extremely promising introduction.
Tim: Gentle, and certainly not offensive, but staying just the right side of being a bit boring. And by that I do mean ‘just’ – while the production is great and she’s clearly got the vocals, it doesn’t exactly do much, does it?
Tom: Yes! It does, but damn it, it’s imperfect for a couple of reasons. It’s moody, it’s emotional, and it’s a rare song that makes me sit up and listen just from its bassline.
Tim: Well there is that, yes – it’s very listenable and enjoyable enough, but the thing is it’s struggling to fill the 2:43 it’s been given. The repeated “I’m standing right here…” line is all well and good being repeated as if to imply just how invisible she believes herself to be, but it could come across as repetitive if the listener isn’t going for artistic depth.
Tom: And that’s what I mean by imperfect. Oh, all the ingredients are there, and they’re great — they just haven’t been baked for long enough. Does that metaphor make any sense?
Tim: I don’t know – still good to listen to, though.