The Adventures of Kate Nash: The Time-Traveling Butterfly

Dan Goldberg ’17 / Emertainment Monthly Staff Writer

Kate Nash is a time-traveling butterfly. “What a strange comparison,” you whisper to yourself, seductively, as you read each word that I write with intense precision. It’s true. I suppose a clarification is in order, but we’ll need to break it down first. Let’s look at the latter part of the sentence.

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Kate Nash is a butterfly. No, this claim is not a comment on Kate Nash’s physical beauty. When I say butterfly, I am talking about the product of transformation from a small, introverted cocoon, to something that spreads its wings wide, which Nash most certainly did on November 8^th at The Boston House of Blues. I wrote about this transformation in my article on Nash’s newest album, Girl Talk, but to see it live only intensifies the experience.

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The stage held a combination of punk and sixties aesthete, which certainly set the mood for an evening filled with screeching guitars and acts of rebellion. Before Nash even arrived, the trailer for the 1965 film Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! played, which appropriately set the tone for what would be an intense night.

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In short, the show was great. The lights bathed the entire venue in a red intensity, which Nash only matched. It is this mood, that leaves one to understandably believe in Nash’s capacity to time-travel. I stand behind this claim, and if you’re in the mood for some solid throwback British-punk, then you should too.