Her name is Victoria Wimer Contreras but she goes by V. Contreras. This Seattle singer has some serious soul pumping through her veins and a bit of swagger to go along with it.
Contreras has a voice that most singers would die for, or use auto tune to try to get, but this lovely lady is the real deal. She doesn’t need any of that modern day crap to enhance her songs because she is a…and forgive me for saying this…a throwback singer to when women handled themselves with class and had a sex appeal that made you pay attention. Her bio states, “the love child of Dusty Springfield and Nancy Sinatra with a splash of The Ronettes,” and I couldn’t agree more.
The dozen tracks on this remarkable release embody a strong woman who is comfortable in her own skin (“Gasoline,” “Burn” and “Killjoy”) and doesn’t need the company of others to make herself feel complete (“Don’t Need to Be Loved,” “This Ain’t Love”). Contreras isn’t afraid to say the word “fuck” or talk about the needs of a woman, and God bless her for that.