I have an abiding affection for French girls that can be explained with a brief, however illustrative anecdote. Last year I had a roommate from France. Her name was Amelie. No joke, her name was Amelie Bonet, pronounced “Bone-A,” of course. We were awesome roomies. We'd go out and get sloshed at the Shortstop, come back to our apartment together and wrestle each other to sleep. Of course it couldn’t last… she was way too, “say it to my face” and I was very, “you are one real bitch,” and the next thing I know, I’m the LAPD and she’s Zsa Zsa Gabor. Good times.
Parisian singer/songwriter SoKo is another crêpeland cutie who recently caught my attention. She writes songs about wet dreams, kissing girls and killing her ex-boyfriends girlfriends. All sung sweetly and truthfully with an innocent transcendence only 18 year olds can carry with conviction. She hardly ever comes to Los Angeles. In fact, she is calling tonight her first official L.A. gig.
SoKo reminds me of the artists MTV used to discover and uncover back in the early ‘90s. Daniel Johnston comes to mind (she references him in her song I Will Never Love You More). Only SoKo’s a lot cuter than and not nearly as bi-polar as Johnston. She is a dreamy enigma, singing from the heart and the groin with the same intensity. She is confused about her place in popular music and yet incredibly confident in her craft.
-Mathew Ward Unrepentant Francophile
go see her: Tonight! 10PM! La Boum @ Bardot (1737 Vine Street, Hollywood, CA)!
PASSWORD: VEGAN CHEESEBURGER
and don't forget the friend her: http://www.myspace.com/mysoko
2 comments:
i love soko. wish i was in la right now :(
Maybe Mat will take some video for us and we can feel like we were there!!! Her outfit is pretty amazing, it's so Metro Eskimo, you know?
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