I don't know when or how I first discovered Naomi Hulteng. I've never seen her in person, so it was obviously over some kind of social media, probably Facebook. Aside from cultivating the best hair in the state, Naomi is in to a lot of things; her own graphic design company, some photography and, of course, music.

As a musician, Naomi doesn't do enough. She just dropped a new music video last week, but everything on her Soundcloud page is at least a year old. She plays live shows and occasionally posts covers to YouTube, but she hasn't recorded anything since her album "Good Riddance to Bad Rubbish," which was uploaded to Soundcloud in October, 2016.

Which is a shame, because she's a snarky, clever lyricist, blessed with a dynamic, extremely listenable voice. Or, as that self-same Soundcloud page says, she "(focuses) on vulnerable, matter-of-fact lyrics, thoughtful melody lines (...) drawing from dramatic and traumatic life experiences, NAOMI crafts rage and passion into catchy songs that morph into healing, boldness, and reckless courage...". It's kind of like early '00s pop punk filtered through a smidgen of Alanis Morissette.

But here's the thing kids: I'm not really a music writer anymore, so I'm not really here to talk about the music, or at least not focus on it. No, I'm here to talk about Naomi.