Staring through the 'accumilating smoke' of modern London, Goat Girl see a city filled with filthy fakes, creeps on trains and one man who appears to have neither a brain or a heart.
Their fuzzy, messy guitars, hooky bass lines and smart, snarky, sarcastic and sultry vocals are a glorious combination. Their debut is far more than just another indie band commiting their repertoire to disc. The handful of delightfully odd instrumentals add to the murky unease of the album. And then it all ends with a woozy reinterpretation of Tomorrow from the Bugsy Malone soundtrack. This is a brilliant, bold and uncompromising debut.
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