There was a time in 1997–98 when you’d turn on the radio and just about the only tune you could hear was Natalie Imbruglia‘s chart-topping hit single “Torn.” A lot can change in 10 years. For example, the fact that when I read her name online, my first thought was, “Huh. Where’s she been?” Also, Imbruglia is all grown up now. I almost didn’t recognize her at first glance. (And hey — do people even listen to the radio anymore? Isn’t it all iTunes and iPods, anyway?)
It wasn’t long, though, before I remembered why we liked her. And by “we,” I mean me and all of my lesbian friends in college, most of whom also sported this very haircut. What? It’s still cute.
I find it hard to believe, but apparently Imbruglia’s amassed enough hits across the past decades to compile a 14-track greatest hits album. Entitled Glorious, it is due to be released later this month. I’m still not convinced she’s been around long enough to really qualify for a best-of album, but fine.
Not that Imbruglia has had an easy recent past — she went from being named the world’s 6th most naturally beautiful woman by a poll of beauty experts in 2004 (natural beauty meaning without makeup and including inner grace) to being dropped by L’Oreal earlier this summer. This just begs a “because she wasn’t worth it” joke, but I’m trying really hard to be nice. Because, ouch.
Imbruglia will be testing her staying power with a few projects set to release over the next couple of years. An as-yet-untitled album should be released early next year. And she’s just landed in Adelaide, Australia to begin filming an project called Elise, in which she’ll play a woman “troubled by the disappearance of her sister.” Americans who’ve never had the pleasure of watching that ongoing Aussie drama Neighbours may not know that Imbruglia actually began her career in acting, like fellow Neighbours alum Kylie Minogue (Remember her? I owned this single.) Assuming she can reacquaint herself with her Australian accent after so many years of living in the U.K., Imbruglia says she’s happy to return to her roots. (Though, come to think of it, I’m not sure an Australian would say that — “root” has a completely different meaning to our antipodean friends. When you visit, don’t ever, ever tell someone you’re “rooting” for your favorite sports team. I’m just saying.)
How about revisiting Imbruglia, 10 years or so ago today?