A FEW songs into Julia Jacklin’s set at Øyafestival in Oslo, a fan states the obvious. “You’re wearing a Sydney shirt!” he yells. “I’m wearing it to remind you I’m from Sydney,” she says. Then, more quietly: “Also to remind myself.”

Julia has played about 140 shows since ‘Pool Party’ came out in March 2016, the first single off her debut record Don’t Let The Kids Win. This year, she’s done triple j’s Like A Version, South By Southwest and a Tiny Desk concert for National Public Radio.

About 20 of her recent shows have been on a summertime loop of European festivals, including Norway’s biggest festival, Øya. That’s where I see her play in August on a bill with Lana Del Rey, The Pixies , The xx and Danny Brown. The next day Julia and others, including Feist, will bus it to Gothenburg, Sweden, for the next festival.

Julia popped back to Australia in July for Splendour In The Grass but had returned to Europe by the time she won an APRA professional development award, worth $15,000. Her mum picked it up for her. “I make a lot of Julia’s clothes,” she told the audience, as reported by The Australian. “So maybe now she’ll be able to afford to buy some of her own.”

I liked that. Julia, like me, is a Sydney transplant from the lower Blue Mountains. My mum didn’t make my clothes but I recognised the enduring lack of pretension. The clip to ‘Coming Of Age’ is set in the mid-mountains town of Springwood where Julia spent her “teenage years wandering the streets”. Yeah, me too.