Every single song on Miya Folick’s “Premonitions” is solid pop gold. It opens strong with Thingamajig and somehow, incredibly, gets better and better as it goes on. To the point where picking one song as best seems utterly rude.
I’m going with Stock Image today though because right this second, it’s my favourite track. Ask me again in five minutes and I’ll no doubt have changed my mind. Even writing this, I’m sitting here thinking “No, wait, Baby Girl? Dead Body? Cost Your Love!” which means I best have a listen to the album again. Again.
That chorus tho. Bloody hell.