Hot on their “Summer’s Dead” national tour, punk is anything but with this gritty, Nashville-based power trio. Often compared to the Runaways for their high estrogen quotient and lo-fi, pseudo-’70s country punk hybrid, sort of Liz Phair if she’d been more of a badass, they share more in common with the Ramones, having taken Darlin as a last name and strumming their low-hung guitars with a reckless abandon that would have been just too intense for Lilith Fair. Setting the macabre tone for the week, the tour’s eponymous single is a murderous sprint through a haunted Winnipeg hotel the band recently played.
Fri., Oct. 26, 8:30 p.m., 2012
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on October 17, 2012