Words by Sean Moeller, Illustration by Johnnie Cluney, Recording engineered by Mike Gentry
The love that Sally Seltmann believes in, or the only kind that she'll consider, is the kind that is SO physical that it makes the eyes water and the toes curl. It's as physical as a wrestling gator, as physical a bear hug. It's a sneaky strength, the kind that makes no sense, that couldn't have been predicted until it sunk itself in or clamped on. Once it does, there's a realization that this was exactly what you were looking for. There's very little room to compromise here. It's not all or nothing, but it's pretty close.
Those in her songs are adamant about upholding a lofty expectation when it comes to the matters of their hearts and these expectations include staggering levels of dopamine, cloud nine and brilliant sunshine. It's only when these things kick in that you can be absolutely certain that you're on the right trail, that this isn't just another relationship that's going to join the laughing/crying stock when it's over.
The Australian singer and songwriter tends to align herself with the brighter side of love - when it works out, when it appears that it's going to work out. She is seeking someone who fits her match, someone who is going to give her an affirmation to dancing to the beat of one's particular and sometimes peculiar heartbeat