The first time I came across Frasca's ballsy songwriting and deep, husky voice was when she toured with Xavier Rudd earlier this year. Her live performance and EP was raw and tough; exactly what you'd expect from the daughter of a truck driver from Wangaratta. Not for Love or Money still has a fire in the belly, with storytelling lyrics of long roads, hardship and a whole lotta telling people off backed by roughed-up slide guitars and menacing beats. The only problem is the over-production that takes away from that dusty, unrefined feeling that gives her style such beautiful character. But if that's all we have to complain about it ain't all that bad!
