Back in the early 90s, there was an album called
Pink Mischief by a singer named Jeanette Katt. The album was a
wonderfully catchy pop/rock disk with some racy lyrics that would make Liz
Phair blush. The record barely caused a ripple, but it was a
fascinating and brazen look at the sex habits of the time.
Now you may be wondering why I'm talking about
Jeanette Katt in a review for Kelly Buchanan's Bastard Daughter.
Perhaps it is unfair, but I have to say that Bastard Daughter reminds
me a lot of that earlier CD. It is a wonderfully hooky and starkly
confessional look at being a modern woman. I don't know if Bastard
Daughter will get any more notice than Pink Mischief, but the new
CD does deserve a following (as does the older album, but I'm afraid that
ship has already sailed...)
Now one thing has to be made quite clear here, while
Bastard Daughter is open with its sexuality, it is not brazenly
titillating like, oh say, "Candy Shop" by 50 Cent or songs by many other rap
artists. When Buchanan sings, "You are not just a one night stand/like
I wish I could say you were," in "Letter In Your Mailbox," you can tell that
this is a person who takes her relationships and sex seriously – even more
than she expects sometimes. She is not willing to be used, she will be
the user, and then she will "wash my sheets of your scent and your stain" as
she puts it in "No Vacancy." She can sometimes be a little judgmental
both to the guys and the gals, calling the protagonist of her punk-inspired
one-chord-wonder "Piggyback Ann" a whore. However, she always knows
who she is and always keeps the upper hand and always demands respect,
explaining in "Body Bag" that "my pussy is priceless."
Musically, Buchanan has a tendency for rocking out,
sometimes in a vaguely poppish way – think Avril Lavigne with bite and an
adult vocabulary. There are a few songs that could become hits if
radio programmers were more adventurous, like the atmospheric "Cocaine" or
the slamming "Volcano Lover" or the surprisingly catchy "Letter In Your
Mailbox."
It would be a real shame if Kelly Buchanan was headed
for the obscurity of her predecessor. Bastard Daughter may be
mature entertainment, but it's also a pretty damned good album that has a
lot to say and deserves to be heard.