Frankie Rose and the Outs
Frankie Rose and the Outs
Slumberland
Peripatetic drummer Frankie Rose made her name as a standup (in both senses of the word) drummer with first Crystal Stitls, and then the Vivian Girls. Now she’s stepping out on her own as frontwoman of her Outs. And with this self-titled debut album she’s molding her beloved aesthetic touchpoints – girl groups, Mary Chain, Spacemen 3, Black Tambrourine – in her own image. The recording is crisper and cleaner, the performances are tight, and she adds choral, gothic, and psych sensibilities to the malt shoppe heartbreak.
Sure, the album bears more than a few sonic and aesthetic similarities to former compatriots Vivian Girls and Dum Dum Girls and La Sera. In fact, the cool-hunting feeding frenzy that Best Coast is still in the midst of has all but obscured Rose’s debut. If the public only has the appetite for one young woman with pop sass and an all abiding love for both the Shangri-Las and the Reid brothers, that’s a goddamn shame. Because Rose is exceedingly fucking clever for the little touches she adds. Faith-era Cure synths are draped over “Candy” like an exotic velvet. Hollow is dreamy and heavenly haze life is like one of Sonic Boom’s blissed out mantras on Recurring. “Little Brown Haired Girls” starts out like prime Lush but then gets all ummm “lush” and baroque where a simple bridge would usually be. ‘That’s What Someone Told Me” is angular like the Jam but then washed over with a flood of reverb. And yeah, it stays solid…..
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