The New Eves: The New Eve is Rising – album review by Everett True
The title is austere: THE NEW EVE IS RISING, the lettering states blankly. Is it? Good. About fucking time.
Putting more women on more stages, and turning up the volume.
The title is austere: THE NEW EVE IS RISING, the lettering states blankly. Is it? Good. About fucking time.
A tip off from Ian (Damaged Goods) on Facebook yesterday leads me to the tiny (rammed) basement of the Rossi…
So. We have arrived at a point. Wet Leg have a new album out, their second. It’s called moisturizer, for…
Honestly? My brain is a mush. A mash. A mess. I can recall walking up and down the path leading…
The show takes place in the tiny basement of the Rossi Bar, Brighton. No framed Vogue covers here.
I was prepared for Tropical Fuckstorm to be incendiary last night. What I was not prepared for was my response.
I gave up writing music criticism because I do not want to dispel the magic. I do not like viewing…