If all goes well, you’ll have this essential column in time to use all that store-credit, once you’ve returned the Christmas gifts that suck (some people just haven’t gotten hip to the fact that it’s the gift that counts).
Mike Scott is at the top of his songwriting craft with a crack studio band, combining the intimacy of his first solo album with a touch of “The Big Music.”
The best elements of tough girl rock (think Pat Benetar, Patty Smythe, DiVinyls) with the muscle of Joan Jett and L7, yet infusing it with personal touch.