Blog: i'm waking up to...

the music peaks perfectly to a crisp crackle like how every imperfectly produced song would, and the words get muddled up in a deep swamp like any "dark, brooding record" should. what, however, sets toronto's little girls apart from the whole slew of lo-fi-post-punk-noise-gaze bands psychocandying the airwaves these days is how the songs insist on sounding grand even when nobody expects them to, embodying the elegance of ugliness described so succinctly some twenty years ago by primal scream: splendor in silver dress, velocity possessed. mp3 : little girls - [...]

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