Blessed with a tuneful, breathy soprano, and a gift for playful, deeply personal, lyrical expression, Olive Louise presents Nothing’s The Same (seen/heard here). It’s not uncommon to look back on our youth and be wistful for what seems now a simpler, brighter time, or was it? Nothing’s The Same examines, it seems, a young Olive Louise: “I remember the good old days Where I used to run outside to play Nothing’s the same Nothing’s the same Want to go back to being pre teen summers felt like eternity And my skin was so soft And my…
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