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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Friday, June 02, 2000

I have refined my view of Kittie. Previously having only heard "Brackish" (which is an excellent song title to begin with, but I have yet to determine how it relates to the lyrics of the song; such an activity may, of course, be facilitated by actually being able to decipher what those lyrics may be, but I digress) I had pegged this "girlie group of the psycho rock persuasion" as some sort of unhealthy product of a relationship between Veruca Salt, the Beastie Boys and Rammstein. "Spit" (song, not album) however, sounds like what you might get if the Great Kat had a dom/sub baby with Atari Teenage Riot.

Of course, this is entirely pointless in the long run.

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