Holly Golightly doesn’t really do it for me, tho’ she understands where she wants to go with the fuggin’ stuff, it’s just sorta like a big messa cold spaghetti.
My pre-conceived notions developed from apathetic listenings of the first two White Stripes records were fucking blown to smithereens when I saw ’em live.
Mick Collins’n’the lovely’n’talented Terri Wahl pull a Detroit Cobras or pre-Mr. Downchild ’68 Comeback an’ record a whole record of other peoples’ songs.