This most unusual non-stop exotic shindig is well described by vocalist/all-round muso Paul The Girl (who is indeed a she) as "a rock cabaret folk pop sex horror movie". Sonically low-key but high on adrenaline, Paul and company also weave some slick jazz timing into an ensemble that makes useful space for saxophone, brass and things that go bump in the night. Paul's songs and vocal delivery are somewhat in the same field as PJ Harvey, with a whiff of Captain Beefheart. This kind of affair can be hit and miss, but the arrangements and careful pitching of ingredients ensures an intriguing, unpredictable ride. Quietly invigorating.
This most unusual non-stop exotic shindig is well described by vocalist/all-round muso Paul The Girl (who is indeed a she) as “a rock cabaret folk pop sex horror movie”. Sonically low-key but high on adrenaline, Paul and company also weave some slick jazz timing into an ensemble that makes useful space for saxophone, brass and things that go bump in the night. Paul’s songs and vocal delivery are somewhat in the same field as PJ Harvey, with a whiff of Captain Beefheart. This kind of affair can be hit and miss, but the arrangements and careful pitching of ingredients ensures an intriguing, unpredictable ride. Quietly invigorating.
