The Scandinavian scarlet that is Ida Maria, has recently proved herself to be a bit of a dysfunctional sort. Defying all preconceptions of the stereotypical Nordic female, she growls her way through this punky epilogue with a spunky foot stomp of sctatty rocky riffs.
There’s little in the way of anything that can be considered completely “original”, but who gives two flying drum beats about that? Where her debut allowed her to explore the ups and downs of her promiscuous self-behaviour, “Oh My God” proves itself as just a little flutter of gritty pop-punk fun. A little turbulent at times and a little unsteady at others, it’s a simple instrumental construction with little in the way of lyrical dexterity. If we were going to rate this frenzied guitar attack I would be inclined to give it something like a six out of ten, but as it turns out, ratings mean shit all for this review, so lets just put it down as an album taster that doesn’t actually convey the brilliance of the album in such a complementary manor.
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