Sky (Ferreira) Knows No Limit With Her Debut Set Of Dance Pop

New to the dance ranks is 21 year-old Sky Ferreira whose enchantingly energetic pop radio accessible debut "Night Time, My Time" comes at you with the boundless freedom of a young woman finding her way in the world. Granted, the action doesn't assume the four on the floor position until track three, the big city bustle of "24 Hours". "Boys" and "Ain't Your Right", tracks one and two respectively, represent more of a crooked finger overture to shuffle your tensions away. "Boys" possesses a swarming heat bolstered by a layer of inebriated mystery from the instruments that hints at a witching hour throwdown you'd be foolish to let pass you by. "Ain't Your Right" employs a cornucopia of electronic pixie dust as its ace in the hole. Returning to "24 Hours", I'm taken with the acrobatic cord change-ups. Few things about music are less appealing to me than an artist or group complacent enough to ride one chord and only one chord to million-selling glory. "24 Hours" marinates in Sky's undeniable audio presence. The chord changes give her a bubbly pedestal to stand on. There are some teeth bared amidst "Nobody Asked Me (If I Was Okay)". Punk attitude nestled at the core of a splendid pop carnival ride adds up to Ms. Ferreira demonstrating she's no one trick pony. On rare occasions the subject matter can get a little out where the buses don't run. Track six, the quizzically enigmatic "Omanko" makes reference to a Japanese Jesus. That's kind of a left field buzz deflation when examined alongside the cuts I delved into earlier. Heaviness has its place, but not necessarily in a set where the hooks flow with the legs of a vintage bottle of Dom Perignon. Another enticing example of hooks priced to move is "I Will". From this batch of dance-pop cuisine here's the beauty that nabs the prize for best chorus of them all. I could easily envision the track holding up under repeated listens. "Heavy Metal Heart" could end up in one of two camps. Either the burly beat and persistent chorus are going to drive you batty or encourage you to fist pump when nobody's watching. Either way it's a tough earwig to shake loose. "Love In Stereo" nails the whole "meet cute" dynamic. The title alone has "puppy dog eyes" written all over it. When Sky uses the dance friendly vibrancy to her advantage the result has the potential to make veteran adults yearn for age twenty one and bolster the effortless vigor stemming from those presently answering to that number. For the most part "Night Time, My Time" spells good time.