These women are out there. Piercing wails from both guitars and sets of vocal chords, rhythms that lope and lurch, challenging listeners more than entertaining them. Dissecting divisions between art, noise, punk and music. Suffice to say that I am a fan.
I am driving in a big ass circle through the plains and western states with my wife for the next two weeks. The posts will continue, but the missives will be brief (you're welcome) and requests for repairs on dead links will be even slower than usual for a while.