Charli XCX is what the pop landscape has been missing. Ever since the mid ’90s there’s been a Martika-shaped hole in the pop parade and not even the ridiculous Eminem sampling of Toy Soldiers could fix it. Martika had the ice cold purr of an apathetic Beverly Hills teen that could flip to a full bodied, impassioned shriek in the next breath. No wonder Prince threw songs at her like dirty dollar bills. Alas, after the all round rubbishness of the perky Martika’s Kitchen she faded into obscurity, as did her style of bizarrely effecting emo-pop.
Thank our musical overlords for Charli XCX who manages to ignite the spirit, if not voice, of Martika on this coolly sexy slice of monochromatic pop.
It’s the two sides of Shakespeare’s Sister rolled together, it’s the exclusively dark chocolate box of Black Magic festering on the shelf, it’s Audrey’s dance sequence in Twin Peaks. That’s right: it’s grown up pop that we desperately need more of.
Originally published on state.ie