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Swedish electroclash bombshell Ambra Red delivers the soundtrack for luxuriant club life with a fusion of her metrosexual vocals and a retrolicious foundation of venue-moving electro-tech grooves. Soaring acidic synth strobes, thick sweeps, and gritty analog percussion pulse and explode while Ambra tantalizes the club floor with her playful lyrics and modulated vocal finesse.
"If I were Paris Hilton or one of the Girls Gone Wild, I'm sure I could easily find myself racing in my convertible Miata to Daytona Beach or Miami blaring Ambra Red's "Oh Boy." Electrolicious with high-energy wit, each Ambra Red song starts with some '80s Berlin-inspired synth and then gobbles enough antidepressants to sound like Kylie Minogue backed by Fischerspooner or Solvent. "Oh Boy" explodes into what could be the dance-party anthem for a neon-lit South Beach nightclub filled with robotic hunks and disaffected fembots, doing so with enough wit and decadence to make John B proud."
– Chicago Tribune, 2007
"If I were Paris Hilton or one of the Girls Gone Wild, I'm sure I could easily find myself racing in my convertible Miata to Daytona Beach or Miami blaring Ambra Red's "Oh Boy." Electrolicious with high-energy wit, each Ambra Red song starts with some '80s Berlin-inspired synth and then gobbles enough antidepressants to sound like Kylie Minogue backed by Fischerspooner or Solvent. "Oh Boy" explodes into what could be the dance-party anthem for a neon-lit South Beach nightclub filled with robotic hunks and disaffected fembots, doing so with enough wit and decadence to make John B proud."
– Chicago Tribune, 2007
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