3:01 Pick Me Up: EMA

Let’s face it: 3 p.m. is the cruellest time of the workday. The morning latte has worn off, and the post-lunch crash has you staggering around like an extra from a George A. Romero flick. That’s why, each weekday at 3:01 p.m., we present you with a video hand-picked to kick-start your heart.

Today’s offering: There are things that we really like here at the Georgia Straight, a small sampling being the pastries at Patisserie Lebeau, the hilariously humanity-hating rantings of Louis C.K., and that liver-punishing Tiki joint up on Main Street.

And then there are things that we absolutely goddamn love, the top of the list on this day being Erika M. Anderson. You might know her better as EMA, a transplanted-to-Portland Midwesterner who first surfaced as the singer of DIY drone unit Gowns, and then reinvented herself as a solo artist with 2011’s essential Past Life Martyred Saints.

Anderson was largely out of the public eye last year working on art projects and, evidently, toiling away on songs that will hit the streets this spring on her Matador-released sophomore album The Future’s Void.

Based on the first offering, an synapses-sizzling electro rocker titled “Satellites”, EMA is about to give the world the album of the year. Buckle up, and get ready for greatness. And remember—we loved her first and most.