In similar fashion to last week’s Glasvegas gig, we’ve once again asked Dom & Britt for their comedic take on a hotly tipped act. This time around, Ida Maria! Enjoy the duo’s full dialog, a photo plus an Ida Maria selection below.

Britt: So we had sex and the cat was on the bed the whole time.

Dominik: She was like “I’m so gonna lick my asshole to this later on”.

Britt: Ida Maria may have thought that after her performance last night.

Dominik: Yeah, she was very well received. I liked that last victory lap she did around the stage. You know, she really reminds me of Paula Poundstone in both looks and voice (which is a terrible thing to say about a twenty something musician, especially if they’re female).

Britt: The Paula Poundstone vibe is passing, just the result of a less than flattering haircut.

Dominik: Yeah, but also that face. And that voice. But I think the overall vibe was very Juliette Lewis. There’s this weird fine line she’s walking where I can’t exactly tell if she’s playing a part, or if she’s even aware that she’s playing a part, you know? Have you paid attention to the lyrics on the album?

Britt: I so do not get the Juliette Lewis thing because JL has that drug-addict skinniness and crazy Scientologist look. Honestly, I got more of a rock chick, a la Avril Lavigne mixed slightly with Chrissie Hynde.

Dominik: I’m sticking with Poundstone and the more I think about it, the more I’m certain.

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Britt: You’re just caught up in her looks. I definitely think you’re on to something wondering whether or not she adopts a persona. The vibe I get is a woman who is serious about rock n roll, and wants to adopt all the trappings – the drinking, the smoking, the sweating, and emotional rawness of a dirt-kicking show, regardless of whether she actually feels that drunk or fucked up or whatever.

Dominik: Yeah, I think that’s totally true. Her lyrics are always about constantly being drunk, out of control, not someone to trust, sort of clumsy, etc.

Britt: Exactly, which always comes across to me like a slightly immature artist, copping at what she thinks makes a piece of work have impact. “Like, OMG, guys, I got sooooooo wasted last night”.

Dominik: Well, she’s like, what, 12?

Britt: Twenty four, I think. Maybe they age differently in Norway.

Dominik: “Louie, I know I’m Always Drunk”, “I’m queen of the world, I bump into things”, “Oh my god, you think I’m in control, oh my god, you think it’s all for fun; is this fun for you”? It’s a little tiresome, but its inherent concept is how much fun she’s supposedly having.

Britt: Yeah, so last night, she dedicated a song to “that girl that’s always dancing on the bar”. She’s either taking the piss out of that girl, which is a little lame, like Pink and her “Stupid Girl” song. Or she’s describing herself which is self-consciously exhibitionist.

Dominik: She also dedicated the show to the survivors of that plane crash in the Hudson. I think “dedicate” is one of the few words she knows.

Britt: I thought the airplane crash dedication was cool.

Dominik: Yeah, and I thought she put on a great show, regardless of it was all a character or not. I’m pretty certain she was describing herself, like the universal girl dancing on the bar, the little drunk girl that lives inside all our hearts. Or in my case, inside my basement.

Britt: So, yeah, that’s what I thought – which comes off as a little self-conscious and silly.

Dominik: Your little girl lives inside your vagina. She’s angry.

Britt: Yeah, she seemed pissed.

Dominik: Who, Ida Maria or the girl in your cooter? We’re terribly off topic once again.

Britt: Ida Maria. The nonexistent WOMAN in my vagina never gets angry. Ida Maria seems like she’d been called out when she was younger for being attention-seeking.

Dominik: I think every review of hers has kinda called her out on that, most don’t mind it though because, frankly, she’s very charming regardless.

Britt: Did you notice she wrote the setlist on her arm?

Dominik: She did? That’s cool.

Britt: How “rock n roll” is that?

Dominik: She’s all about being Rock ‘n’ Roll. She wrote that on the other arm “Be rock n roll”.

Britt: What about her voice?

Dominik: I thought she sounded good, but since this is beginning of her US tour, she could’ve, I dunno, sung the lyrics every once in a while, instead of speaking them out breathlessly like these were time honored Neil Diamond classics and she was crooning them in Atlantic City.

Britt: Yes, I agree. When she did sing, she had a sexy mezzo voice. Low, growling, like a sexually experienced woman.

Dominik: Oh, I think there’s little question Ida Maria knows her way around a knob. This is a very slanderous review.

Britt: Is it? She did do that odd mixed spoken word, chat with the audience, singing lounge singer thing.

Dominik: When she sang it was awesome, like the last verse of “Louie, I Know I’m Always Drunk” and the end chorus of “Stella”.

Britt: Her singing voice surprises you, the power and her raw, “un” embarrassment.

Dominik: Yeah, there were times when she’d hold a long terrible scratchy note and it would be totally awesome raw passion.

Britt: Yes, she kicked up a good storm, though she was only on for like fifteen minutes.

Dominik: She only did like 7 songs. I wonder if her voice would give out if she went for longer than 25 minutes.

Britt: I was home early enough to watch 60 Minutes!

Dominik: Is that an expression, Grandpa?

Britt: You’re my grandpa.

Dominik: And don’t you forget it. Here’s the set list from last night. She basically did all her uptempo crowd pleasers.

Morning Light
Louie, I Now I’m Always Drunk
Queen Of The World
Keep Me Warm
Stella
I Like You So Much Better When You’re Naked
Oh My God

I loved her pouring the bottle of water over herself during “Oh My God”

Britt: Yes. That was, how you say? Rock und Roll?

Dominik: Yes, that is how you say. She looked crazy by the end of the show. That was impressive. Her live performance breathed new life into her album for me.

Britt: I think she just needs to write some songs not about being wasted.

Dominik: Yeah.

Britt: She’s got spunk.

Dominik: On her dress.

Britt: Her dress did not have spunk on it. You mean spangled. Unless that’s what you call your spunk, as in “Uhh, I just dropped such a load of spangles”.

Dominik: I’m gonna spangle all over your cooter, woman.

Britt: Is that a threat?

Dominik: A promise.

Britt: :)

MP3: Ida Maria – Morning Light