"Who wants beauty when you and me can make the ugly?" asks Elisa Ambrogio, guitarist-vocalist of germy Brooklyn-Montreal-Windy City trio the Magik Markers. On stage, she answers her own question in 30 rambling flavors, bequeathing her guitar to ecstatic audience members, pounding herself on the head in time to the communal feedback. "I don't want no shit-smelling toilet in Trump's gold and creepy tower where they look sideways at my mom 'cause she's fat and wears sweatpants," she continues. "I want a dark room where a little man tells me he can spin all the waste hours of my life into scratchy sounds little teenagers can goon to if... More >>>