[Interview: Cinnamon Girl]
A fair few bits and bobs have been going down with Camilla Roholm before, since and after we were lucky enough to premiere her sophomore track Friends a little while back. And by that, we mean she’s assembled a rather neat group of online followers and bloggy plaudits such as this one, even reaching the dizzying heights of pop recognition from that site-beyond-sites Popjustice, who have all revealed their affectionate outlook on the gal’s electro-pop monicker Cinnamon Girl. Since dropping new track Devil In Me about a week or so ago, she’s demonstrated a penchant for songwriting that might otherwise take a whole team of production house goons about, oh we dunno, a year or something to conjure up, and can deliver substantive melodies, hooks and lyrical relevance that pushes her out of the realms of cheesiness and into the well-guarded borders of credibility-land. A bit like Frodo and his mates, but, like, way poppier. We’re also pleased to learn that she has indeed mastered the art of stoic camera-staring to give further weight to her distinctive vocal delivery, yet more interesting dance moves, and that she quite likes to play all the instruments all by herself simultaneously. We’ve tried that before. It’s really hard, and usually you end up looking like a prat. Not Camilla though. Oh no. She got mad skills. Which obviously meant we had to ask her a couple of things. The who, the what, the why, the mooning. Obviously.
Could you introduce yourselves for the hi-brow readership of the Killing Moon blog?
Hi, I am Cinnamon Girl. Synth hag and pop songstress.
KM: Great use of the word hag. In our head, you’re a bit like Ursula from The Little Mermaid, except more land-based and less tentacle-inclined. She was a bit of a hag, but we distinctly remember her having some pipes on her too. Yep.
Favourite release of the last 12 months, and why?
Instinct by Niki & The Dove, because her voice is magnificent and it is the most interesting Scandi synth pop album production-wise that I’ve heard in a while. It makes you feel like running through meadows in floaty clothes with your arms in the air.
KM: Chicken makes us feel the same way. Floaty clothes? Like parachute pants or ‘sutin? We shall have to get a copy of this. Sort us out dude.
Favourite show of the last 12 months, and why?
I was kind of late in discovering him, but I saw Marques Toliver at the 100 Club, completely by chance. I was there to see someone else. I’d never heard of him and he totally blew my mind. I asked him afterwards if he wanted to do a track together, although he had absolutely zero idea who I was and definitely thought I was mental!
KM: So, basically, he turned ya down. Deep.
If you could moon anyone, or anything, who or what would it be?
Ha ha ha ha! People who moon are heroes. I have a very juvenile sense of humour. I would probably moon in the most inappropriate place possible, like at someone’s wedding.
KM: Far be it from us to prey on how people phrase their answers to raise another moot point, but we are struggling to imagine an appropriate venue for mooning. Is there a place where people can conduct such business in a safe environment, free from social prejudices and stereotypes? Like some kinda secret massive bum-convention? Ironically, after a quick google-image jobby, we can confirm that in fact a great deal of mooning takes place at weddings. We have seen some things in the last five seconds that no-one should really have to see. Cheers for that.
You’re about to be killed. You get to pick one song to hear before your inevitable demise. What’s it gonna be?
I Know It’s Over by The Smiths would suit the situation perfectly. I might choose Enjoy the Silence by Depeche Mode though.
KM: You might well do that, but it might well be too late because your killers have decided to not give you time to mull this critical question over. They got stuff to do, for goodness’ sake. You’re getting Smiths.
Killing In The Name Of, or Dark Side Of The Moon?
KM: Damn you. Damn you to heck.
Thanks to: Ben Ryder-Smith @ Theo PR.