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"It’s always a thrill to hear a band who set enthusiasm at ‘10’, technique and musical know-how at ‘who cares’, and kick your ass into remembering that that’s exactly how it should be. Can’t sing? – just shout! Got a guitar? – whatta you waiting for, hit the fucking thing! And if you’ve got the songs in your head and the awesomeness in your heart that these girls have, you’ll be the best band in town within minutes. Magic. With a fucking ‘k’, if you must."

Monday, 18 August 2008

The Nashville Scene Review

ah Music City USA! thanks to Steve Haruch for this review that greeted us in the local paper when we arrived in Nashville...

Imagine a car with a stuck throttle that can only go 100 miles per hour. Put that car in a food processor--set to frappe--that's being dropped from a B-52 bomber. Then, in the ensuing maelstrom, imagine three women shouting at the top of their lungs about lipstick, dancing, love, candy and hell. While wearing hotpants, of course. This Manchester, U.K., band is so hugely, awesomely, wrongly out-of-tune and gloriously punk--they have the kind of fun only a band named after short-shorts could. And if that isn't enough for you, Nashville, they even have a song called "Effin' and Jeffin'," which, in addition to its inadvertent reference to a beloved local brotherhood, extols the listener: "You should start a band if you need to shout." Worked like a charm for them. Happy Happy Birthday to Me labelmates Cars Can Be Blue are also on the bill, along with locals Ocelots and Velcro Stars.
Mon., Aug. 18, 9 p.m., 2008

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