Well my jealousy of the West Coast rises another notch with the arrival of San Francisco's Grass Widow. The trio's first LP wraps slinky and often delightfully jerky post-punk in a din of Raincoats styled vocals and the occasional surprise eruption of horn. The three push-pull their way through songs, riding atop a clatter of drums and nervous guitar, but what seems to glue the frackus together is the sweetly sad vocals that careen from soaring multi-part harmonies to a comforted croon. The ladies are veteran players, with a few having spent some time in SF's Shitstorm, and though this is their first album under the Grass Widow name its a pretty complete offering for a debut LP. Pick one up where you can, and if you're in the Bay area sounds like you can stop by for a slice of Pizza with the Make a Mess staff and grab one.
[MP3] Grass Widow - To Where
[MP3] Grass Widow - Celebrate The Mundane
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