Babes in Toyland
Fontanelle

THE REVIEW

"Women are a constant instigation to risk, to audacity"... Opulent, crass, refined, dirty, tender, regal, loyal, sincere, determined, fierce, alive... Despite everything, alive!

And extreme, pure violence could only be conveyed by women, women who bleed naturally with that menstruation that sends the boys to the chapel from an unprovoked wound, with that thick flow, that of a strong cycle, that with the pieces of black-blooded ovules. Kat! Lory! Maureen!... Dance gracefully in the light of the full moon and fertilize the earth with the sacred menstrual blood that flows mercilessly!

There is no more shame, we do not wait passively for violence, we are ready for a definitive impact in the unthinking of the act, unlike many records built on the slick riffs of colleagues whose balls only serve as a decoration.

Exhilarating in its unpredictability because there is no premeditation, there is only the immediate: "the witches are back!"
What an apotheosis, what an apotheosis... it makes you weep with a cursed joy that survives life's rape: "and you shall give birth in pain!"

And a piece like "Mother" releases the silence of suffered violence and rips off your testicles to cook them as if they were two fried eggs, this is the grit of those who have only received spits in the face from life.

HANDS OFF OUR LIFE! SISTEEERRRRRRR!!!!!!!

Sweet dreams, proud sisters.