Sunday, 29 November 2009

Murder at the Discotheque.

When I was a little girl I was told I should join the ballet. That was supposed to make me look cute, toned and feminine. I was never into gymnastics so instead, I started reading books, drawing silly pictures and listening to music. Years later I bumped into The Ballet, a New York outfit that seems to enjoy old pop records and being gay; they actually named their first record after the Mattachine Society which was in the 50s one of the earliest lasting homophile organizations in the US. What is adorable about those guys is the infectious popsongs that borrow sth from the early Magnetic Fields delicacy. Second album “Bear Life” is out now! Song “The House on Fire” is pure excellency.

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