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.

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.

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.

Prass is a powerful, beguiling performer and cunning pop composer – one for the moment and one for the ages.