U.S. Girls
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If the alluring moniker used by Megan Uremovich conjuresimages of volleyball teams or cheerleading squads,forget it. Not that there’s any doubt that Uremovich—sorry,U.S. Girls—couldn’t rise and conquer either challenge.Like fellow DIY ingenues Sally Strobelight and IncaOre, U.S. Girls’ approach is deceptively ethereal and delightfullyhaunting; lithe, lysergic gamma rays of keyboardmurk beamed over percussive bonk sort of resembleDiamanda Galas reinterpreting Suicide’s Red Star. Anddig that cover of Bruce Springsteen’s "Prove It All Night,u201D;done in such an effortless, barbital lush you’d swear the airwas filled with mescaline. Guess what? It’s not."In her cover version of The Kinks melancholy anthem‘Days,’ U.S. Girls sticks to Albert Einstein’s wise maxim‘Make it as simple as possible, but not simpler.’ The dirgeyclatter of the drums brings to mind images of old steammachines advancing through vast fields where things growslow and women sing folk songs which are eternal becausethey are sung from the heart and nothing else. U.S. Girls’voice does this, free from decoration, frills or pretense,mapping the country of the soul with a burning honestystrange in this reality, something we also find in the balladsof Acid Mothers Temple sorceress Cotton Casino.u201D;—20jazzfunkgreats.co.ukDebut from Chicago-based musician, Hand-screened cover, one-time editionof 500