technically, the answer is the sister of filthy whiteboy hiphop guttersnipe, black nasty. but like all things in this crazy world of ours there’s more than one response to that question.

pink nasty is a purveyor of texan musical loveliness and celestial vocal musings, who i first encountered when i heard her new album, mold the gold, was produced by palace brother and real-life sibling of beloved bonnie ‘prince’ billy, paul oldham.
and not only that, they’d recorded a lovers duet (in the time honoured tradition of say, mickey and sylvia, only in denim dungarees). now, anything with will oldham on is more than enough to pique my interest, so i tracked down ‘Don’t Ever Change’ with every hunting instinct in my body and dag-namint if i didn’t love it so.

couple that kind of box-ticking with my burgeoning cover version habit and throw in a the dirty soft spot i have for cheesy r’n'b and strike me down if pink nasty don’t floor me with this.

yes, it might be the first use of the use of the word ‘boo’ in the country oeuvre.

and yes, yes, yes she maintain’s the lyric “all my fella’s can you feel my pain?’ but this is what cover versions were destined to do, make you hear a song in a new way (and you don’t have to suffer usher’s nearly insufferable cocksurity and frugdancing).
having already, more than a few times, established my propensity for heavy use of the repeat button on my ipod/itunes it’ll come as the least surprising surprise this side of Christmas that this track accompanied me all the way down the jamaica road on sunday (since you didn’t ask, that’s five consecutive plays between london bridge and canada water).

my pink nasty space

buy mold the gold

pink nasty - burn