will be all over Frankie Rose and the Outs’ debut album. Not to essentialize hairstylists. I love and am fairly dependent on mine. And she would love this CD, which for some reason, catapults me back into a red or black vinyl chair. With stars on it.
The album’s a little uneven, with its strongest contributions coming from the more lively surf/punk/noise-inspired tunes. The song I’m posting, “Candy,” is not only my fave from the album, but the kind of song I wish I’d hear at the next house party I attended, knowing full well that I won’t. Yet.