Natalie Prass
Natalie Jean Prass (born March 15, 1986) is an American singer-songwriter f… Read Full Bio ↴Natalie Jean Prass (born March 15, 1986) is an American singer-songwriter from Richmond, Virginia. Natalie Prass is the kind of artist Spacebomb was created for—a songwriter’s songwriter and performer’s performer blessed with a golden voice and universal appeal—a singer who understands the vision and brings an undeniable talent to the process. She’s a joy for any listener to discover—a lover and a fighter and old-soul trader in genuine energy, aiming straight for the heart. Prass turns a sly eye to the pageantry of emotion, the drama of love and the mysteries of everyday life with a disarming mixture of sincerity and cosmic insolence, unapologetically romantic, spinning golden threads of lyric and melody, each inflection and melisma planned and considered, each word tailored for meaning and effect—the pop gesture as artform. She delivers it all with carefree charm and nearly divine intuition.
Born in Cleveland, in the heart of the 1980s, Prass entered the teenage slipstream back on the east coast, past the haunted houses, surf shops, and burger joints of Virginia Beach, a mid-tier, rough-around-the-edges resort town. There is an inevitability to every biography, a myriad of strange narrative palm lines that twist and intersect, and she followed hers bravely to a seam of alternative beach culture, living close to the Atlantic Ocean but studying a less bronzed way of life. With her pet bird on her shoulder, she took intensive music and visual art courses all through high school. Going to a good music school was the next logical step, but after a year in cold, snowy Boston, Prass dropped out of Berklee and returned to the beach. She spent a spell working and playing shows in boardwalk clubs before moving out to Nashville where she has spent close to the last decade developing her craft, collaborating with some of the better characters on the edges of Music City culture, building a reputation with her radiant voice, unique performances, and for being a bit of an iconoclast. Prass has carefully avoided the glossy singer-songwriter scene, reaching for something more interesting, more exciting. For her debut performance at Nashville’s storied Ryman Auditorium, she surprised fans by pulling off a guileless reggae set in front of an Isaac Hayes poster she had displayed behind her band.
When the time came to record a full length, Prass returned to Virginia to work with Spacebomb Records, a label able to realize big visions and lush productions within the rustic charm of its attic studio. The match made sense musically and her ties to Matthew E. White go back to playing in rock bands in their high school days. The two worked together, selecting nine tracks to run through Spacebomb’s creative machine. With hard work and the alchemy of circumstance, they crafted an unassuming masterpiece—a real stunner that sounds both thoroughly out-of-time and impossibly fresh.
Prass is a powerful, beguiling performer and cunning pop composer—one for the moment and one for the ages.
Born in Cleveland, in the heart of the 1980s, Prass entered the teenage slipstream back on the east coast, past the haunted houses, surf shops, and burger joints of Virginia Beach, a mid-tier, rough-around-the-edges resort town. There is an inevitability to every biography, a myriad of strange narrative palm lines that twist and intersect, and she followed hers bravely to a seam of alternative beach culture, living close to the Atlantic Ocean but studying a less bronzed way of life. With her pet bird on her shoulder, she took intensive music and visual art courses all through high school. Going to a good music school was the next logical step, but after a year in cold, snowy Boston, Prass dropped out of Berklee and returned to the beach. She spent a spell working and playing shows in boardwalk clubs before moving out to Nashville where she has spent close to the last decade developing her craft, collaborating with some of the better characters on the edges of Music City culture, building a reputation with her radiant voice, unique performances, and for being a bit of an iconoclast. Prass has carefully avoided the glossy singer-songwriter scene, reaching for something more interesting, more exciting. For her debut performance at Nashville’s storied Ryman Auditorium, she surprised fans by pulling off a guileless reggae set in front of an Isaac Hayes poster she had displayed behind her band.
When the time came to record a full length, Prass returned to Virginia to work with Spacebomb Records, a label able to realize big visions and lush productions within the rustic charm of its attic studio. The match made sense musically and her ties to Matthew E. White go back to playing in rock bands in their high school days. The two worked together, selecting nine tracks to run through Spacebomb’s creative machine. With hard work and the alchemy of circumstance, they crafted an unassuming masterpiece—a real stunner that sounds both thoroughly out-of-time and impossibly fresh.
Prass is a powerful, beguiling performer and cunning pop composer—one for the moment and one for the ages.
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Natalie Prass Lyrics
Ain't Nobody Ooh ooh ooh, time has chosen We need to feel this,…
Any Time Any Place In the thunder and rain You stare into my eyes I can…
Bird of Prey You plucked me from the vine A clean detachment And although…
Christy Christy A name that isn't too short or too sweet Christy Why…
Far From You I've seen it many times before They always seem to get…
Hot For The Mountain No, no, we don't hold back We step to the rhythm…
It Is You There are trees, there are clouds Many shadows and crowds Th…
Jenny Jenny look at me in the eye Jenny look at me…
Lost Turn up that fader, it's like a lightning bolt We can't…
My Baby Don't Understand Me I don't feel much Afraid I don't feel anything at all In…
My Baby Don’t Understand Me I don't feel much Afraid I don't feel anything at all In…
Never Over You Each day, I wait And the pain's always followin' me Oh I…
Never Too Late How do we know when the honeymoon is over? Tell me,…
Nothing To Say It's getting late Time is counting down Now with the memorie…
OH MY I can't believe the things I hear Oh, what is truth…
Reprise I remember you told me That you'd love me only And now…
Ship Go Down No doubt about it I saw that all of time Held up…
Short Court Style Oh, for all we know Oh, the world is trying to…
SISTERS One time for our baby's food And two times for her…
THE FIRE We're glints of light Oh, we keep filling up the space Betwe…
Violently The turning of space You can't stop a train Only in time Wil…
Why Don t You Believe In Me We've had enough time to find what we are The reason…
Why Don't You Believe in Me We've had enough time to find what we are The reason…
Why Don't You Believe In Me? We've had enough time to find what we are The reason…
Your Fool I remember you told me You'd love me only And now you've…