Demolition Doll Rods - Queen Bee Drag Racin'

Demolition Doll Rods - Tasty - Psycho Kitty

In a remarkable period of "welcome back clichés" - I admit I was no longer feeling it - I listened to (re)discovered garage bands of soul and blood with, as per usual, the most diverse influences from beat to punk, from psychedelia to R&B - from power pop to folk, from rockabilly to mod, even soul and even hard rock. In short, the essence of rock and roll from real beasts to the wild scream of "fuck your virtuosic and lightning-fast arpeggios and your fucking 4-octave vocal range." From 1990 onwards, with some revival of old relics, savansadir.

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A day with one of my most exciting bands in every sense. A skeletal, deranged, hallucinatory figure named Dan Kroha, yes, that Dan from those Gories, deliberately lets himself be ensnared by two girls on the edge of the most noble audacity. They go to take the best from blues, garage gospel, punk in lo-fi modulescion. Tribal, sinful, deviant, wonderfully foul-mouthed, and add all the best at will… "Not even the masters Cramps ever dared such a thing," wrote I believe Guglielmi…