There's a name game you play when you're stuck in a van for 15 hours and everyone has to pee but you've got to get to El Paso or Tucson or whatever for soundcheck, which you probably won't get. But it doesn't matter because you're going to be late anyhow on account of of the problem with the tire, and the fact that you forgot about the time change and you're not even aware of it yet.
So you come up with your Rich And Famous name by taking your middle name as your first name and the street you grew up on for your second name and then you get your Porn Star Name by taking the name of your pet when you were a kid and your Mother's maiden name and that's your Porno Name. So that's where Kitty Gordon came from. It's a Porn Star Name and we're not saying who's.

Power-pop charmers Kitty Gordon are fronted by Nina Singh, the diminutive former drummer of EMI/ Guardian recording artist The Borrowers. She’s playing a Telecaster now, and her disarming vocals spark the group’s infectious sound.

Singh and bassist Mark Addison released their critically-acclaimed debut EP "Seven" in 1999, then enlisted the help of friends John Arredondo, Keith Davis and Sheridan Roalson to form a band. Under the name KittyGordon, taken from a friend’s ‘Porn Star Name,’ they began performing live to ever-increasing audiences in their hometown of Austin, Texas.

Returning to the studio with the new members, KittyGordon has turned out their first full-length album, ‘Weather,’ a rich foray into the troubled waters of living, loving and learning to BE.

crashing guitars, dogs howling and crummy drum machines. Oh yeah and Aretha.

anything and everything we can get our hands on

PRESS

Austin Chronicle-

Overheard at SXSW: "A monkey could get Kitty Gordon signed." Kitty Gordon, the Borrowers' Nina Singh and Mark Addison's side-project-turned -primary-gig, already has representation, but the point is valid enough: Self-released EP's don't come more promising than Seven. Whereas it used to be that Seven's memorable songs and crisp production might have been tagged as can't-miss on their own merits, Kitty Gordon is anchored by three sets of additional hyphenated buzzwords: female-driven, radio-ready, power-pop. If it sounds like a formula non-threatening enough to make skeptics nauseous and A&R men giddy, it is. If it also sounds like Kitty Gordon is one of the few everything-to-everyone pop hopefuls focused enough to hit their mark, it's because they might just be. Then again, projections on radio accessibility and major label pipe dreams don't mean much after you've slid $10 across Waterloo's counter: Either the album is solid repeat-listen fare or it's not. To that end, Seven is as immediately rewarding as it is promising. Not only are the songs instantly catchy, but the complete package is undeniably confident, cohesive, compelling, and more than anything else, charming. How often do local records that monkeys, industry weasels, and regular ol' record buyers can all agree on come around? Not very, and this is one of 'em.4 stars -- Andy Langer