Who’s that funk-nasty Jersey girl with the mile-high pink ‘fro? She’s Chevonne. She don’t come cheap, and neither does that hair: a magnum of Moet for both, thanks.

Chevonne’s about to explode, and she’ll get some Girl Funk on you, believe: hairspray and glitz, Splenda sweet beats and sweaty slow jams – all cork popping, street stomping, heels and fireworks never stopping…she’s a dirty girl. Your heart-shaped jacuzzi or hers?

She’s a pocket-sized Betty Davis at maximum volume, a rainbow-brain naughty nerd, a one-girl girl group, a soul scream machine from straight up outer space.

Join Chevonne as she speed-dials the forces of mascara and nylon, challenging the powers of boring stuff in a battle to keep our hearts on our sleeves and our dreams in our bras.