Okay, true confession. I have truly worshipful feelings for both Todd Rundgren, and Hall & Oates. Like forever. Which is to say I’m highly susceptible to hook filled, fatly produced, piano based pop songs. Like this one in fact. And while I have no idea if Jodie is remotely into either of the aforementioned pop gods, this glorious thing is absolutely reminiscent of some of their finer moments. Outrageously melodic, with a fabulous vocal, and a huge, filled to capacity backdrop, it’s just a fine, fine thing.
Obsessively devoted to excavating the unjustifiably overlooked, forgotten, hidden in plain sight & truly underappreciated in the musical universe, old and new.
PICKING UP ROCKS 