A jobbing soul singer puts her love of Erykah Badu and Jill Scott to one side and finds inspiration in Robyn instead; she kills off the big ballads and gives it out with gob, just like she does in real life. “Don’t starve myself to be the lollipop kid,” she sings on ‘I Don’t Have A Story’. “Eight years on, and I’ve served my apprenta-shit / Now I’m ready for some big me time, but I’m not gonna strip.”

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Yes, we've heard it all before. But as homages go, Alice Klar's teutonic electronica is so perfectly conceived that we'll forgive their heart-on-sleeve influences and, instead, surrender to their ruthless euro beats.

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