Is Kate Nash Death Proof?

Kate Nash (@KateNash), the baby-faced red headed cockney lass with the debatable talent, has returned to my life with a radical makeover. I'm stunned by what I assume is an extreme case of identity crisis for Lily Allen's successor, the I'm-a-serious-artist syndrome recognized by a lack of chart success. Far from developing a signature sound, she's decided to forgo any semblance of her past musical ventures of commercial success and enter a very new and surreal world of alternative music.

I'm at a loss as whether to celebrate the sudden music makeover or sulk like an emo-angst teenage girl, gone are the days of mod-tastic Kiss That Grrrl or autumnally cheerful and kooky Pumpkin Soup. Now I'm begrudgingly presented with Death Proof EP, the complete reinvention of Ms. Nash from loveable rhyming cockney to overly serious rock chick.

The title track Death Proof, inspired by Taratino's Grindhouse effort, is a carthartic release of indie rock disguised by sensual mumbling of crazed horror victims hidden in a Hoxton attic. It's insanely cool, reminiscent of a musical orgy of The Likes and Cults with a tinge of 60s aftertaste. Kate Nash lets out her inner teenage angst and slight confusing orgasmic fluctuations with Fr-iend? and I Want A Boyfriend.

All Day And All Of The Night is a convincing Kink's tribute to a 60s classic, with added studded rock chic edge of Americana and the stand-offish eroticism of a nymphomaniac on laxatives. I'm confused and excited by a mix of overtly cool rock and musical liberation in an intersetingly peculiar debut EP from Kate Nash 2.0.

3/5