A quote from Viv Albertine to start us, perhaps. “I want boys to come and see us play and think ‘I want to be part of that’. Not ‘They’re pretty’ or ‘I want to fuck them’ but ‘I want to be in that gang, in that band’. I want boys to want to be us…” […]
Wait a minute. This is the greatest music ever made. Minimal primal electronic femme-led no wave rock’n’roll.
Music fills a need. Occasionally, I need to see folk being themselves – selves that I like – to remind me of what I’m not.
Basically, Sarah’s dick has a lot of room for sucking.
If you can’t dance naked but for a top hat to an awesome Argentinian post-punk girl trio in your own living room, where the hell can you do it?
Q: What do you recall from your first ever Kleenex gig? A: Very funny – a good party. We played our four songs – over and over again!
I’d be falling down in my duty to you gentle reader, if I didn’t alert you to this. Trash Kit are from London (I’m guessing). Trash Kit feature Ros M (formerly of Lesbo Pig and Electrelane), Rachel A and Rachel H (I’m not guessing). And they sometimes feature Verity S as a guest (I’m not […]
You know already, of course. At least, I expect you know already. I mean, you must know already. Don’t you? Whatever. Even if you do know already, you might not be prepared for the following video, which rocks so fucking hard it’s raising blisters on my fingers as I type. (Taken from Plan B #45) Hello […]