Nina-Nesbitt-Peroxide-Deluxe-Edition-2013-1200x1200Hailing from Edinburgh, favourable omens seemed drawn to Nina Nesbitt from the beginning. A former teenage model she was propagated as Ed Sheeran’s protégé after striking up a friendship and gaining a support slot on his European tour. The backing of an artist with such a magnitude of following meant she was propelled into the music circuit on a scale that most musicians wouldn’t be accustomed to.

Her path to success meant it hasn’t paid dividends. Where most artists are honing a craft and attempting to determine truth from tripe, Nesbitt seemed to float her way on board a very safe sailing. The result..? ‘Peroxide’ is imbued with the same airy lyrics and repetitive melodies that can typify most mediocre pop releases, resulting in it emulating what we already knew was out there.

You’re like a junk email in my inbox, you keep coming back ‘opening track Peroxide serves as a catalyst to the albums tendencies and conception.  The inclusion of co-writer Iain Archer on Stay Out doesn’t bear any correlation to his previous work with the likes of Jake Bugg and Lissie. Driven under a slew of acoustic guitar, it’s a chirpy folk pop number that is best suited to a retail playlist… as is the majority of ‘Peroxide’. Upbeat music that fails to emit any real substance.

A song titled Selfies is pertinent to what Nesbitt is about and the demographic (Nesbians!) to which her appeal stretches too. While it’s no doubt homage to a personal struggle, its chorus is sprightly jovial and such lightweight lyrics make it hard to ascertain how tenacious the battle may have been.  On Mr C the necessity to reverberate such drab lyrics deter you from what is an initial peppy tempo. It has the brazen wit that serves as no surprise: Lily Allen adorns co-writing credits.

While Nesbitt’s vocals are impressive on The Hardest Part when paired acoustically, like the album’s title they’ve been over diluted and decline to resonate. ‘Peroxide’ slips in lending a hand to Nesbitt projecting herself up a musical echelon and nothing distinctive emanates.