thanks to alison who wrote this review at boston hassle:
There’s that new, cool thing where a bunch of girls get together and
get really weird and have seances and ouija their songs lyrics and only
listen to Sisters of Mercy and The Pandoras for like 4-6 weeks straight
and start wearing purple lipstick on one lip and black on the other and
just sort of have all their shit figured out for a brief moment in their
lives. Maybe the line is becoming more defined because way more girls
have picked up on it, but Trophy Wife
totally have their collective shit together. Their label says the
Philadelphia band sound something like a civil war era punk band, but
they go one step further. They pick up on the crucial next step in pop
music. The past few years has sort of been a shit-show — witch-house,
chillwave, dub-gaze — and Trophy Wife seems to understand what needs to
come next. They’re a more vicious Grimes, or a more intense Mika Miko,
but they move beyond comparisons. Disjointed, freakish but so cohesive,
they deprive the listener in an controlled way. They’re not exactly
extremists, but they’re here to ween us off of the tepid pop we’ve been
exposed to, while moving us in a new and exciting direction.
-Alison K
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