(Randy Records) Dreamy, tough girl rock from Indianapolis that honors their hometown by combining the spirit of Madame C. J Walker, the drive of Eric Dickerson, and the trippiness of that weed I bought from that carny at the State Fair behind the pig races. Too tough and spare to be actual psyche, too soaring and sexy to be straight up punk, this is just its own awesome thing.
Friday, July 26, 2013
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