I like the place Ballet School has taken this music to. A new ground for exploration. More new treasure maps and cornicing. A new fecundity.
Bangs fuck! Such AWESOME psychedelia from Leeds Hookworms!
You gonna do this sort of music, then do it right. And Thee Open Sex really, really fucking do it right.
Sometimes, it feels like we’ve never moved away from the early 90s. When the music sounds like this, I don’t mind
Just a glorious mess of noise and guitar and boy-girl vocals and repetition and humour and squealing and bruised two chord riffage and start-up over again and colour-by harmonies.
The main vocal is great on this song, but it’s the laconic harmonies that make it. The use of silence. The clipped guitar solos.
She passes the Agent Ribbons test, and that’s all you really need to know.
I know who this sounds like. You think that bothers me? You crazy, girl. Why would that bother me?
I have Dayna Evans to thank for turning me on to this, just about the sexiest video I’ve seen in years.
The most glorious locked Teutonic groove since the first album from Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. Blam!