“It’s the DIY simplicity of a young woman giving voice to her truth in an age of arseholes and users which appeals so much in Lulu*’s music. She makes no attempt to hide the fact that this album was created with a home studio feel, and why should she be in any way apologetic for that? It’s so fucking now, like a popup electropunk experience, that it’s impossible not to like. Click the link to read more...”

“Somewhere over the rainbow. No idea why that particular phrase popped into my head but it was, perhaps, a side effect of exposure to the wonders of Lulu* and her album “Some Motherfuckers”. That, or a sugar overload situation caused by ten plates of Coco Pops. They do, after all, make the milk chocolatey. I don’t know how many plates of Coco Pops Lulu* - the asterisk is hers, not mine – might have had but it must have been many. Not that she is sugar coated or sugar obsessed for she is, instead, really rather strange but strange in a good way (and there is such a thing). She is the sort of singer that would overload the unwary at an arts festival with a selection of her quirky and ironic songs that boomerang inside your head and, whilst determinedly lo-fi in execution, she nonetheless ends up seeming larger than life. God knows what a psychologist would make of these songs – something along the lines of anger management therapy urgently... read more on the link below...”