Alex Winston – King Con
V2
Detroit-born Alex Winston writes songs about some passing strange things; inspired by life’s oddballs and outcasts, on ‘Velvet Elvis’ she takes on the role of a woman consumed by lust for a doll, while on ‘Run Rumspringa’ she explores the Amish practice of condoned teenage rebellion. Sadly, her subjects are insurmountably obscured by the opaquely irritating, sickeningly sugar-smeared lens of her horrific child-woman squawk of a voice and the depressingly adequate bimbling of her wacky-wireless-service-provider-ad twinkly kook-pop, which rather than crafting a quirky vehicle for tales of outsiderdom, is ironically enough to induce a Travis Bickle in the listener. Emily Mackay
