If you’ve ever watched a Quentin Tarantino film and yearned to be the badass main character who drives off into the sunset in a ’72 Camino in a blaze of unrivalled glory with a classic late 60’s/early 70’s anthem playing in the background, then you’ve come to the right place. Little Luna’s new era is a cinematic marvel with Last Time taking you back to 1969-1972, becoming the main character of an Oscar winning movie in process, no supporting role this time, the spotlight is all yours. The narrative takes you through a metamorphosis of stepping into who you are, forgetting the people pleaser you once were and remembering the badass you always have been. A true caterpillar becoming a butterfly tale.
Sonically reminiscent of Carole King mixed with a bit of the playfulness of The Beach Boys, featuring woozy atmospheric bass, an off-centre percussion and halcyon guitar riffs that vibrantly welcome us into this nostalgically ladened cinematic universe. Dazzling from start to finish as she brings the soul of Woodstock in the modern day in technicolour fashion.