Night Time, My Time - CAPITOL
FILTER Grade: 84%
By Ken Scrudato on October 31, 2013
Despite rather long periods of sonic mundanity, New York at least can be counted on to engender an intriguing musical “it” girl at predictable intervals. Some—Deborah Harry, Karen O—are fearsome masters of their own glorious destiny. More ephemeral others—Nico, Bijou Phillips—were shrouded in tragedy. Twenty-one-year-old former Angeleno Sky Ferreira (drug allegations notwithstanding) appears to teeter. Her talent for conjuring dismay and outsiderness with fierce aplomb mark her out as something of a Gotham Lily Allen; exceptionally, both can blather on about relationships without boring you senseless. To wit, the psycho punk-electro “Omanko” goes on, enigmatically, about a “Japanese Jesus”—perhaps a discarded lover? Ferreira’s artfully trashy synthpop is a little bit Ladytron austerity, a greater bit Blondie ferocity, and her songcraft is, well, rather astonishing. Seriously, as this startling debut album closes with the august, ethereal title track, the genuine sense of witnessing the birth of a star is nothing short of exhilarating. Don’t miss it.