Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. I'm really not sure if... well, y'know. If I heard this straight up without knowing the artist, would I like it? FUCK YEAH. And knowing the artist? FUCK YEAH!
For a moment, I thought I was having a Coldplay moment, covertly appreciating the bombastic production and lack of lyrical subtlety that characterises Polly Scattergood's debut album.
If you’re a photographer or illustrator (or other) and you see your work up here, unfairly uncredited – please contact me so I can either credit it, or take it down forthwith. I have tried to source public domain images, but it can be quite tricky.