Kills was born in Bradford, West Yorkshire, UK, to an Afro-Jamaican father and Uruguayan mother, where she attended Bradford Girls' Grammar School. In addition, she studied classical drama at the London Academy of Music and Dramatic Art. She stated in a post on her blog on social website, MySpace that she grew up flying between London and Florida, where she had relatives, resulting in a mixed American and English accent.
Kills made her acting debut at age 9 in 1995 in New Voices. She had a regular role as Sima on the TV sitcom "All About Me" and also played Amy Franks in the BBC's long-running radio drama "The Archers". She began writing songs at 14, some of which were featured in films and television shows, including "Bring It On 4", "Sleepover", "Just My Luck", and "Entourage". After finishing with "The Archers" in 2003, Kills began pursuing a music career and attributes her musical breakthrough to winning a Radio 1 MC Battle in Leeds under the name "Candy Rapper" in 2003. She signed to the UK record company "Adventures in Music" and released her first single Don't Play Nice under the name Verbalicious in February 2005. Kills' told W that her childhood nickname from her mother was "Verbal" because she talked and sang a lot. She adopted the name and variations of it as her stage name at some points during her career.
While writing music for films, Kills posted her self-produced and written demo extended play, "Womannequin" on music social website MySpace in 2007 that attracted the attention of blogger Perez Hilton in 2008, her song received 2 million plays on the website and Kills reached the top of the unsigned artists chart. With offers coming in for concerts and festivals, Kills moved to Los Angeles. In LA, Kills was approached by producers, A&R and labels with contracts. A DJ introduced her to will.i.am after hearing her demo and learning that she did not have a record deal. In January 2008, will.i.am signed her to his record label, "will.i.am Music Group". She did not sign right away as she had reservations about the music industry and will.i.am had to go to London a month later to convince her to record with him. During this time she also co-wrote and appeared on They Talk Shit About Me by French recording artist M. Pokora and met underground director Guillaume Doubet, who would go on to direct many of her videos, in Paris.
Kills explained in an interview that she adopted the stage name Natalia Kills at the behest of her record company, which found "Natalia Cappuccini" hard to pronounce. She had taken on her grandmother's family name a few years prior. She explained in an interview that her stage name is based on the phrase "you killed it", and represents her tendency to be a perfectionist. Kills released her debut album "Perfectionist" in April 2011 in Germany following a top ten placing by the first single, "Mirrors". The album was described as a concept album by Kills, proving that perfection is attainable. It features production by Jeff Bhasker and Fernando Garibay, who had worked with Lady Gaga. The album was accompanied by four singles, Mirrors, Wonderland, Free and Kill My Boyfriend. The first three singles were minor hits in some European countries but failed to chart in the US or UK. Kills opened for Kelis' European All Hearts Tour, as well as supported Robyn on her Body Talk Tour in November 2010 and early 2011. She also supported Ke$ha on the UK leg of her Get Sleazy Tour. Throughout August and September 2011, Kills supported Katy Perry on her California Dreams Tour for eight dates in Europe and São Paulo, Brazil. She also opened for the Black Eyed Peas over the summer of 2011 in Europe.
Kills is featured on a Junior Caldera single, Lights Out (Go Crazy), along with Far East Movement. It was released on March 13, 2012. Kills also features in Tatana's single, You Can't Get in My Head (If You Can't Get in My Bed).
On September 5, the singer announced new video entitled "Controversy" to start the promotion of her sophomore studio album entitled Trouble that's scheduled for release early 2013 through Cherrytree and Interscope Records. She also revealed the artwork with the official viral video.
Kills called Kate Bush and Alanis Morissette her most important musical influences, highlighting them as emotional artists who wrote honestly about their own experiences. She has also gone on to cite Gwen Stefani as her hero. She also claims that Depeche Mode, Prince, Vanity 6 and Freddie Mercury inspire her live performances.
In June of 2015, Kills announced over Twitter that her next album would feature a band, and that her days as "Natalia Kills" are over. She has stated "I always wanted to start a band. I adore Hole & Garbage so that's what i'll do next. I need to go darker + wilder".
In early 2016, Sinclair started a band, Cruel Youth. Their first song, "Mr. Watson", was released on Soundcloud in February, that was then followed by "Diamond Days" in April, which was also released on iTunes. Their third single ,"Hatefuck", was released in early September along with the release of their debut EP +30mg on 16 September.
Television
Natalia Kills Lyrics
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We're just having fun
You can take the handcuffs off
I promise we won't run
Speed boats and Versace coats
An olive in my glass
Jail bird scars and gold tooth smiles
They love my rich girl class
But you'll never take away our love
And we'll never go to heaven
But who needs to when you live this good?
'Cause men will fight
And girls will lie
Just like on the television
So don't tell us
That this ain't right
It's just like on the television
The silence
The violence
We don't need to be forgiven
Your business
Go mind it
Cause this ain't fucking Jerry Springer
We say our lines
We do the time
We're just like on the television
Television
If I paint my sins white
Will it make me pure again?
If I wet my mascara eyes
Will the witness be my friend?
Nicotine and low life dreams
Have never felt so warm
When your father's on the bottle
And your mother's on the floor
Got the whole town looking through our window
Every day of the week
On the run, fuck the fun
No this isn't like the movies scenes
'Cause men will fight
And girls will lie
Just like on the television
So don't tell us
That this ain't right
It's just like on the television
The silence
The violence
We don't need to be forgiven
Your business
Go mind it
Cause this ain't fucking Jerry Springer
We say our lines
We do the time
We're just like on the television
Television
"Bad mistakes and good intentions"
Ain't what they're saying about us in the papers
Fast forward? No, can't change the station
If it's 7 years, then 7 years I'm waiting for you
Where I'm from
It all goes wrong
It's not like on the television
The darkest days
Don't fade away
Can't turn it off like television
They laugh and they wave
Behind the glass they're there to stay
But our script, it don't fit
You know bad guy always pays
Now I'm alone
There's no one home
So I turn on my television
The song "Television" by Natalia Kills depicts a life of excess, indulgence, and battle in a world where reality TV glamorizes the dark side of life. The song begins with a plea to a police officer to remove handcuffs, promising not to run away. Riches, fame, gold teeth, and scars are a part of their world that marks their "rich girl class." Despite being robbed of their wealth, they counter that love got stronger with hardships. Fights, deceit, silence, and violence prevail in this crazy world where there is no need for forgiveness.
Natalia Kills voices for those living a life of grit and brutality, glorified by TV shows that make millions of dollars. A sense of being constantly watched and putting on a show for society is underlying throughout the song. Moving onto the bridge, where she questions if painting sins white could make her pure enough, and if wearing mascara could gain her support in court. She boldly admits to being on a road to self-destruction, driven by nicotine and low life dreams in a world where her family is falling apart.
Line by Line Meaning
Hello Mr. Officer
Greetings to the person of authority
We're just having fun
We are enjoying ourselves
You can take the handcuffs off
You may remove the restraints
I promise we won't run
We assure you that we will not flee
Speed boats and Versace coats
Luxury items such as fast watercraft and designer clothing
An olive in my glass
A type of vegetable in a beverage container
Jail bird scars and gold tooth smiles
Incarceration wounds and shiny dental work
They love my rich girl class
The high society life is enjoyed by others
You took away our money
You confiscated our currency
But you'll never take away our love
Our affection is beyond your reach
And we'll never go to heaven
We have no interest in an afterlife paradise
But who needs to when you live this good?
Why bother when the present is this fantastic?
'Cause men will fight
Violence by males is common
And girls will lie
Females will commonly deceive
Just like on the television
Behaviors portrayed on screen are accurate
So don't tell us
Do not inform us
That this ain't right
This is not incorrect
It's just like on the television
It is akin to what is depicted on TV
The silence
A lack of noise
The violence
Physical aggression
We don't need to be forgiven
We do not require pardon
Your business
Your affair
Go mind it
Take care of it
Cause this ain't fucking Jerry Springer
This is not the scandalous talk show
We say our lines
We recite our dialogue
We do the time
We endure punishment
We're just like on the television
We are comparable to TV personalities
If I paint my sins white
If I create an illusion of purity
Will it make me pure again?
Can I become clean once more?
If I wet my mascara eyes
If I cry with mascara on
Will the witness be my friend?
Will the observer support me?
Nicotine and low life dreams
Tobacco addiction and modest aspirations
Have never felt so warm
Have never been as comforting
When your father's on the bottle
When your dad is drinking heavily
And your mother's on the floor
And your mom is on the ground
Got the whole town looking through our window
The entire community is peeping at us
Every day of the week
Each day, seven days a week
On the run, fuck the fun
Evading others, to hell with enjoyment
No this isn't like the movies scenes
This is not the same as cinematic sequences
'Cause men will fight
Violence by males is common
And girls will lie
Females will commonly deceive
Just like on the television
Behaviors portrayed on screen are accurate
So don't tell us
Do not inform us
That this ain't right
This is not incorrect
It's just like on the television
It is akin to what is depicted on TV
The silence
A lack of noise
The violence
Physical aggression
We don't need to be forgiven
We do not require pardon
Your business
Your affair
Go mind it
Take care of it
Cause this ain't fucking Jerry Springer
This is not the scandalous talk show
We say our lines
We recite our dialogue
We do the time
We endure punishment
We're just like on the television
We are comparable to TV personalities
"Bad mistakes and good intentions"
Erroneous decisions and well-meaning motivations
Ain't what they're saying about us in the papers
That is not what the press is reporting about us
Fast forward? No, can't change the station
Skipping ahead is not an option, nor is altering the channel
If it's 7 years, then 7 years I'm waiting for you
If it takes seven years, I will wait for you for seven years
Where I'm from
In my hometown
It all goes wrong
Everything falls apart
It's not like on the television
It is not the same as on TV
The darkest days
The bleakest times
Don't fade away
Do not disappear
Can't turn it off like television
Cannot shut it off like a TV
They laugh and they wave
They chuckle and gesture
Behind the glass they're there to stay
They are located beyond the window, and shall not leave
But our script, it don't fit
However, our plan does not correspond
You know bad guy always pays
You are aware that the villain is always punished
Now I'm alone
I am now by myself
There's no one home
There is nobody present
So I turn on my television
Therefore, I switch on my TV
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: GUILLAUME DOUBET, JEFF BHASKER, NATALIA CAPPUCCINI
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