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Some Girls get serious


Some bands still play music on their own terms. Some Girls is one of them.

After two EPs, Some Girls has issued their first full-length album, "Heaven's Pregnant Teens." Much like "All My Friends Are Going Death" and the annoyingly brief "The DNA Will Have its Say," which clocked in at eight minutes, this album is a vitriolic combination of thrash and punk.

These guys are absolutely relentless, which is great and off-putting at the same time. On some level, Some Girls make their music accessible to only fans of their narrow genre.

For fans of thrash, however, they are it. No parallel bands, like The Great Redneck Hope or The Locust (who have members in common with Some Girls), have the same combination of literary writing and organic sound composition.

These guys are carried on the wings of the indie-rock appreciation for wit with content. While on previous albums the writing has been distributed evenly between drugs, sex and iconoclasms, this album focuses squarely on topics pertaining to religion, as the title suggests. And Some Girls approach it as only they can.

"Sunday morning, I'm going to lie: / 'Sunday morning, sorrow will die' / Comets bleeding through black holes of crime / Comets falling from God's holy sky," screams Wes Eisold, also of American Nightmare.

The liner notes to "Retard and Feathered" read, "All of you dead doves on sunstaining streets / Becoming soulmates with the soles of my feet ... Satanic gloom and barbiturate doom / Pawning guitars to heat up a spoon."

The biting humor that used to the permeate the band's style seems to have been distilled into more highly concentrated bitterness. The colorful album cover of "The DNA" featured a winged rabbit spilling its guts on the ground below. "Heaven's Pregnant Teens" is mostly black, with the white negative silhouette of a young girl holding her impregnated belly.

As always, the music grates and bludgeons. Take that for what its worth. On the right day, it's delightful. On the wrong it's un-listenable. But that's the idea.




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