The title song of Scout Niblett's new album, a stripped-down affair where she takes the music to its most elemental. The sheer incongruities of what she's doing make you sit up and pay attention. Here's this nice English housewife wearing a nice English housewife dress singing a nice English housewife song and then suddenly she starts shredding and sneering into the microphone? Awesome!
-- Badtux the Music Penguin
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