On Wednesday night after devouring a deliciously colorful macrobiotic plate at Souen, my friend and I took a leisurely stroll on over to The Studio at Webster Hall to check out the Danish songstress CallMeKat. Her set started minutes before we were inside, and I could hear her soft yet boisterous voice emanating beyond the door. I wanted the ticket lady to sort her biz out with a bit of urgency so we could get inside.
Now if you've ever been to The Studio, it's best described as a cave: a dark, dusty cave underground that has probably seen some weird shit it its day. While this crowd was an intimate group of about 50 people, we all stood in awe as Kat Ottosen sung us into oblivion with her hauntingly beautiful voice. Kat is an adorable, slender young woman with long black hair and gigantic eyes that beamed with excitement as she let us into her world. Her new album, Where the River Turns Black, was recorded in collaboration with a full band. On this night, however, she performed solo on synth and mic duty. I am pretty sure my jaw was on the ground during the entire length of this set.
Kat prefaced the song “Going Home” as one of two songs she had written in an airport. This particular one was written from the lovely confines of Newark. Now, I’ve never been to Newark, but I can only imagine that if I ever do end up there, going home would be the only thing I would want to do. We can all relate to the feeling of being away from our nest for an extended period of time. As Kat breezily lulls, "I have seen the scenery but it still amazes me." There is nothing like the comfort of home, being in your own town, seeing those streets you have passed by a hundred times, that house on the corner that’s desperate for a paint job, and the knowledge that, if you ever had to, you could get from Wendy's to your driveway blindfolded in minutes. These images are embedded in your brain.
As if the songstress who captivated our hearts that night couldn’t get any more dazzling, she got us all dancing when she flawlessly busted out a kazoo. I love the kazoo as an ironic noise maker on New Year’s Eve, but this chick brought the plastic toy to a whole new level of awesome and closed her set to a roaring applause.
After the show, I asked Ottosen if she could share with us her view of New York City while she was in town. Here’s what she gave us: a charmingly Instagrammed collection of New York seen through the eyes of a petite and talented Scandinavian.