Charlotte OC

Charlotte OC’s first single ‘Hangover’ contains very little of the slumping misery that the post-booze malaise usually produces.

Instead, it’s a whirling and confident statement of sultry strut that suggests the artist, at just 22, is as comfortable in the dirty romance of electronic beats as she is in the piano led ‘Stolen Car’ which is an exploding ballad of cool, cold nature; cinematic and serious, it’s Hollywood sentiment via Blackburn and Berlin.

Her debut EP also contains the emotional ‘Cut The Rope’ which has lyrics that loop with that lilt that Lana left us gobsmacked with. “I’m running in circles, I’m losing it all” she declares as instruments clatter in a crescendo of midnight madness.

Many artists have attempted to encapsulate the sound of Berlin in their music and often the British have managed to do it best (we’re looking at you, Mr Bowie) and in this EP ‘Colour My Heart’ Charlotte OC offers another slick and lush love letter to the grey city.

A decidedly melancholic but positively plush mesh of Britain and Berlin, the record is Europe exploding into glitter, dust and danger – devour it, wherever you are.

 

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My name is Jack and I am a writer who wishes he was a footballer. You can read my work at sillycivilians.tumblr.com and follow me on Twitter @SILLYCIVILIAN. As well as being TV & Radio Editor for the University of Edinburgh’s @TheStudentNewspaper, the UK’s Oldest Student Newspaper, I write about television, fashion, music, popular culture, politics and football for various other national publications. I was voted Britain’s 3rd Best Dressed Real Man by Esquire in 2010, and believe that I’d probably come about 29th in a current poll. If I wasn’t a writer and was actually a footballer, I would play as a cultured holding midfielder for Everton and be casually compared to Andrea Pirlo. I also wish I was Andrea Pirlo. Or at least had Andrea Pirlo’s hair. Or his capacity to grow exceptional beards. I'll settle for writing funny words on the internet though. Perpetually beardless.

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