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I just went to a gig of one of my friends. Her band was co-headlining with the Atlanta-based outfit Material Girls. I didn't know them beforehand, but now I do, oh do I. That was a fucking phenomenal gig. They're a fine blend of early 80s Dancepunk in the vein of Bush Tetras or Delta 5, some James Chance-esque jazzy No Wave, dark bluesy crooning a la Crime And The City Solution or early Nick Cave and some gloomy slow Goth numbers with a certain Siouxsie twist. And they fucking milked it for all it's worth. They would constantly change the parts they were playing. Four of them got to sing a few tracks, each of them in their destinct style. And they would pass around instruments like it was some kind of currency - with highly energetic antics to boot. And that sweet bass. Fuck, I'm impressed.
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