Can’t Knock The Hussy: Wasteland

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March is the cruelest month.  We lay lax in a dead land, mixing memories and desire, dully stirring troops under a three-day spring rain.  Winter kept up, covering the Earth in regretful snow, feeding a little life through the boob-tubes and itunes.  The only thing that’s surprised us, is The Hussy, and their debut album, Cement Tomb Mind Control, due out 28th of April on Slow Fizz Records.

The burnished drum throne Heather Sawyer sits in, where basement cymbals break like glass, and double the essential I-don’t-give-a-fuck flame. “Babychild,” lurked in strange synthetic fumes for a brisk minute.  The track is urgent, empowered, and troubled.  The entire 21 minute album is rude and unforced, filled with the “jug-jug” of lo-fi recording, and the savage thrill of distorted coils.

Another great moment on the album is “Pushin’ My Luck,’ which is a track for us rats in the alley.  Simple, not-so-elegant, not-so-intelligent, but simply rushing on to the record as it is, with it’s hair down.  The track is what the thunder said, and has been saying for the past three, miserable days in Southeastern Wisconsin.

O.K., enough Eliot.  Get this record on April 28th, and go to the record release show at Cactus Club on May 7th (The Hussy, The Midwest Beat, and The Wheels of Fire will all be in attendance).

Mp3:  The Hussy – Babychild

Mp3:  The Hussy – Pushin’ My Luck