A ‘friendly pop’ album that is both fresh and catchy but also at times slightly odd and kooky. It simply wants to make your acquaintance and get to know you and as such possesses a childlike innocence, demonstrated perfectly by the opening lines to the track Mudslide; I’m sliding down mud slides so thick, finding another person to dip in.

Ironically, it is this quality that also gives a naivety and vulnerability to the honey sweet productions, which the lyrics to Bus Boy beautifully surmise I trust you yet I don’t even know, my bus boy at the very last stop.

Early comparisons have seen her likened to artists such as Jack Johnson, Sia, early Bjork and even the more random accessible moments of Coco Rosie.

However, in truth Betty and her music would be more at home cycling in tandem through the cobbled Parisian streets of a Jean Phillip Jeunet film set as she is inspired by the idiosyncrasies of every day life in particularly people’s shy, awkward and quirky traits, having crushes, love, annoying people and being frightened.