Reviewed by Eric Saeger
Interesting little vanity release here in that it stars a Japanese-American chick from New Yawk doing an unintentional Forrest Gump routine. Iâ€™d expected jazz, but this is straight piano pop, open-hearted, almost like something youâ€™d hear during lovey-dovey scenes in an anime cartoon, ie, believe it or not, thereâ€™s a market for it. Her voice is like Aimee Mann after taking a few Pat Benatar lessons, unadorned, doing it for the heck of it. The melodies are church-social in their limited but adamant joy, and overall, as a songwriter, sheâ€™s not bad at all, really â€“ she kicks Rebecca Blackâ€™s ass if that helps any.