Here’s another indie artist courtesy of a recent episode of Filmspotting. Colleen Green is an L.A.-based artist whose third album, I Want to Grow Up, was released this February.
Based on the two songs I’ve heard of hers, including today’s SOTD, she plays the sort of minimalist pop rock that made Liz Phair a sensation more than 20 years ago.
All modern artists can be compared to somebody who came before. I guess that’s been the case in popular music since the 50s and 60s.
Some songwriters create something new by fusing together established sounds — listen to how many new bands have modernized the 80s New Wave sound. Or Kanye West’s R&B meets country folk detour with Paul McCartney.
Others just put their own stamp on an existing genre. Colleen Green seems to be in the camp. Nothing new here other than her own lyrical and vocal perspective. But for the right artist, that’s plenty.
To anything you ever say to me
It’s an awful affliction
Don’t know why
It’s just never come naturally
Apologies
Small talk on the bus
Wondering
How do some people talk so much?
Small talk at the smell
Talk so small
You’d need a microscope to dissent much at all
And just as well
Cause I can’t hold a conversation
I can’t eat and pay attention
Nothing in common
I can’t even remember
What I’m interested in
My concentration weakening
That’s reverting back to myself again
You understand?
Cause I can’t hold a conversation
I can’t eat and pay attention
I can’t hold a conversation
I can’t eat and pay attention
I can’t hold a conversation
I can’t eat and pay attention
I can’t hold a
I can’t pay attention
Meet Me In Montauk 
This isn’t doing much for me. Sounds like something that would play during a montage scene in a teen movie.