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Wet dreams and peanut butter

Written by Luisa Gerstein

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She burps between songs, treat website often forgets the words, more about and sings about wet dreams and peanut butter (Skippy, the crunchy one) – sort of a young Kimya Dawson suffused with Parisian prowess. Soko headlined at the Borderline this Friday for an evening of folk/anti-folk? put on by Platforms Magazine. The Melodica, Melody and Me were there to support - I know the words to all their songs by now but more on them later, their Christmas party on the 22nd of December is a date to keep – as were Jay Jay Pistolet and Planet Earth. She commanded most of them to the stage at various points throughout the set to join in, saying flamboyantly, “um, they’ve never played this before but they’ll pick it up” (repeat out loud in a French accent), and though rough round the edges, it seemed to work, and that’s all part of the charm anyway, no?

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You wouldn’t want her to drive your car (not that I have one), but there is something irresistible about her chaotic demure: the more child-like her deliverance, the more charming and hilarious her quirky and brazen lyrics (I’m thinking of “My Wet Dreams” here). She commanded silence and rapturous applause, and her name is surely carved into the hearts of the somewhat young crowd that gathered to the 15 + event.

I found myself humming “I will never love you more” on the bike-ride home, the place where all good songs are mulled over. She’s playing tomorrow night (if you read this now). Expect to leave a small piece of your heart behind.

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