Scout Niblett knows how to channel her anger and distil her emotions into raw energy. Structurally and instrumentally sparse, the songs are so direct. “you’ll be holding her hand / watching her shitty band” she spits on opener, ‘Gun’, which bucks and blazes, her guitar gritty against her venom-filled invective.
‘Can’t Fool Me Now’ is simmers, bruised against brooding strings that swell , while on ‘Second Chance Dreams’ Scout tempers a hint of optimism with a menacing grunged-up guitar ‘All Night Long’ is bleak yet beautiful, haunting yet threatening, delicate yet strong.
The sparse nature of the arrangements – guitar, vocals, and occasionally drums, hit punishingly hard, as if in a venting of rage and for the release of pent-up emotions – coupled with the up-front and minimalist production – only accentuates the rawness of the subject matter and the passion poured into the songwriting. Scout Niblett was never one to hold back, nor is she an artist who conjures manufactured angst on a whim, and on ‘It’s Up to Emma’, she tears her guts out in the name of art. This is no idle posturing, it’s the real deal, and it’s bloody great.
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