There are times when I find a song communicates my emotions in a way conversation never could. The last song that made me feel that way? Khia‘s “Like Me.”

Now I’d like you all to try “Style Over Substance,” a minimal electro-mockery of all things hip by a group called Suds & Soda. From rat-like dogs to large sunglasses, Suds and Soda locks it in right from the get-go. Oh, and it doesn’t hurt that it sounds like a polished Dragonette demo.

“We’re a faceless band, we play electroclash. Does that make us cool? Does that make us cool?” the emotionless lead ponders off the last ten seconds of the track.

Answer: Yes…yes it does.

DL: Suds & Soda – Style Over Substance

Click here to go to Suds & Soda’s MySpace.

I have a confession of sorts.

Well, it’s not really a confession, but it’s about the closest thing I’d ever consider to labeling as a “guilty pleasure.”

I am utterly, unwaveringly obsessed with the song “Patron Tequila” by the Paradiso Girls.

Maybe it’s because they are five girls with five different accents.

Maybe it’s because the chorus is “By the end of the night, I’m gonna have you drunk and throwing up / And by the end of the night, I’mma have you so fucked up!”

Or maybe it’s just because I’m just a sucker for girl groups founded by Robin Antin.

IT DOESN’T REALLY MATTER WHY…I just can’t get enough!

I’ve been listening for trashy dancefloor stormer for weeks! Let’s call it like it is, Muusers…this is a fun one. Paradiso Girls…you’re on my ray-dah.

WHO WANT TO GET FUCKED UP?!

DL: The Paradiso Girls – Patron Tequila

This is Daisy Coburn, otherwise known as Daisy Dares You.

Daisy Dares You is 15 years of age. (!!?!)

Daisy Dares You creates “alt-pop” music that sounds to be about on par with her contemporaries, including the golden pop sensibility of Little Boots, the sarcastically sweet confections of Kate Nash, and the enunciation skills of Lily Allen.

Her list of influences is fairly impeccable (Karen O begins the list, including Natasha Kahn, Lykke Li, Debbie Harry, and The White Stripes, amongst hundreds of others), which doesn’t always mean something but seems to mean something in this case.

I find her to be both refreshing and nice.

Here are two songs to enjoy from her. You may notice that Daisy Dares You sings a song called “Daisy Dares You,” which is helpful not only because (A) it is her name but (B) because she goes on to spell it out letter by letter in the chorus. So really, if you haven’t gotten the name down by that point, you’d probably be best to move on from here.

DL: Daisy Dares You – Daisy Dares You
DL: Daisy Dares You – No. 1 Enemy

Sounds like talent in the works to me.

If you liked her as much as I did, then click here to visit her MySpace.

Thanks to Muuser Jordan, I have officially hopped on board the Dolly Rockers train. You’ll have to forgive me for not falling in line sooner–I figured they were some sort of Dolly Parton revivalist committee.

They’re not.

Instead, these girls are the sluttier, drunker version of Girls Aloud if more-than-halved, given the va-va-voom hair stylings and out of control addictions of a restrained Amy Winehouse, and a Borat-esque ability to shamelessly perform their clownery in public.

I mean, just look at the video they slapped together for their Spice Girls-esque silly fest, “Je Suis Une Dolly.” They’re doing silly jigs in floofy dresses right in the metro for God’s sake!

Plus, they make really fun series of “how-to” videos on YouTube, including a rather informative bit on how to get that big hair look. You’ll need to check out this masterpiece immediately.

But the track that made me fall for them–really, really, fall for them–is a little ditty called “Champagne Shirley.” Like the Hustler version of the Aloud’s “Racey Lacey,” the D. Rockers lay down the line against some big-breasted bimbo and her high fashion follies. Greatest line ever? “She wears haute couture–what the FOOK DOES THAT MEAN?!”

Oh yes, and this brilliant profile from The Times Online, which is just as much of a treat to read. Here’s a choice moment:

Oblivious to it all, Brooke Challinor, Lucie Kay and Sophie King burst into the dining room like three ASBO Alices trying to blag their way into Wonderland. They are — in a way that only three 20-year-old women dressed in sequins, stockings, fish-net tights, ribbons and comically small bowler hats can be — quite terrifying.

PLUS, they’ve publicly, unabashedly told off The Saturdays several times! WHAT MORE COULD YOU POSSIBLY ASK FOR. Nuhdeen, consider this band as openers for your massively successful solo career, will you?

While you’re at it, go ahead and grab a free download of the Dolly Rockers’ “Je Suis Une Dolly” right here.

There now–you’ve been officially Dolly Rockered.

In the wake of my recent Winehouse revival (and in mourning of the disaster that was her latest performance in St. Lucia), I’ve been longing for something a bit more soulful than the usual brand of music stuffs I receive in the inbox these days.

This track from the Swede production Ghost Vs. Sanne may do me well. Though the moniker still eludes me, the sounds are making themselves loud and clear from this fresh-faced trio, composed of producers Ulf Lindstrom, Johan Ekhé (responsible for three of Robyn‘s albums!) and vocalist Sanne Karlsson).

Musically, it’s a bit like if Winehouse actually did say “yes, yes, yes,” shook out the coke and baby lotion from the bird’s nest, and got herself into a 24-hour oxygen chamber. Needless to say, there’s just a wee bit of grit missing from Sanne’s otherwise spot-on vocals that restricts this from being quite so bluesy as the Unsung Queen of Soul Revivalism.

Still, I’ll be keeping an eye out as an official “One To Watch” for ’09.

Oh, and this only furthers the steadying hypothesis-turned-law known as Swedish Music Is Perfect.

Alright, so I’ve been wavering on this one for a while.

After mysteriously receiving their single (“Would You Like That?”) in my inbox anonymously two weeks ago, I’ve finally come to the sobering realization: Yes, yes I think I would like that.

This is No Means Yes, a girl group on the brink of debut in America. (!)

Why I’m liking them:
+ Their names are small and memorable: Tanu, CJ, Kat, and Shea.
+ I’ve continued to play their debut single, “Would You Like That?”, for days now.
+Their growing promotion efforts reminds me of the proper hard work the Spice Girls put into their debut.
+ They appear to be able to dance in a manner that is not purely of the slut variety.
+ This rehearsal video seems to confirm that.
+ They ever so slightly remind me of the Sugababes. SLIGHTLY.
+ Lord knows, since the demise of Danity Kane (RIP), we need another female pop group in America.

Why I’m not:
+ This particularly hard-to-swallow sentence from their bio: “An Asian, rocker/rapper, an Indian soul singer, a Russian breaker/ballerina and a Jamaican pop princess forming the new voice of change and female empowerment, while striving for excellence and success through music… in a nutshell: the American Dream!”
+ They ever so slightly remind me of The Saturdays. SLIGHTLY.
+ It could all turn out to be quite shit after all.

DL: No Means Yes – Would You Like That?

Head over to their MySpace to hear two more snippets from the No’s: “Burn Rubber” and “7 Years Bad Luck.” Let me know what you think!

This is MPHO. Perhaps you’ve read her introductory post over at PopJustice? I know I did. And, after deciding her single “Box And Locks” to be quite good and her face to be gorgeous, I decided to take a dive into the mini-mix of her upcoming album Beware on her MySpace.

GO THERE AND LISTEN TO IT.

I am quite excited by what I’m hearing. She’s a little bit of a poppier Santigold (her single “Box And Locks” is essentially the musical version of Santi’s frustration with music genres) with a more polished flow and a slight touch of Jamelia to boot. Summery guitar strums, swirly choruses, and fresh beats–I’m wholeheartedly feeling it. She just might be the freshest breath of air I’ve encountered yet this year!

The only problem is that the album isn’t even due out until October 19. Cruel.

What do you guys think?

Consider this my Find of ’09.

Polly Scattergood (I’ll take a brief moment to dwell upon the surname) is the latest BRIT School graduate poised to debut among the growing panel of distinguished alumni, from Amy Winehouse to Imogen Heap.

If you haven’t already taken notice above, Scattergood evokes an otherworldly appeal; her robin-blue pupils piercing through a handful of over-exposed Polaroids. Coupled with a brittle, angelic body structure and arresting facial features…Juergen Teller, meet your latest ingenue.

Scattergood’s offerings have already garnered comparisons to legendary alt-pop chanteuse, Kate Bush, and rightfully so: Quirky, hypnotic, and intriguingly erratic, Scattergood holds potential to unleash a new brand of quality into the art-pop nebula.

Topped with a hint of Martha Wainwright‘s tremble, Joanna Newsom‘s urgency, and Björk‘s careful phrasing, Scattergood’s voice is but a brittle wisp of girlish fragility constantly on the cusp of cracking into shards. Give her some proper emotional coercing however, and Scattergood can truly blow, as evidenced within her 2007 single, “Nitrogen Pink.”

“Other Too Endless” is the third UK single from Scattergood’s upcoming self-titled debut album which is to be released on March 9.

With this new single, Scattergood quiveringly crafts a tale of gorgeously tortured love, albeit rife with complications and neuroses. As intergalactic electro-melodica intermingles with a coursing surge of drum beats, the songstress quiveringly indulges upon an oft-repeated mantra: “It can’t be real. No, it can’t be real. If I close my eyes, then maybe I won’t feel this.”

Denial never sounded so heaven-sent.

DL: Polly Scattergood – Other Too Endless (Sharebee)

Click here to check out her MySpace NOW!

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