Thirty Days of Music Part XIV

Day fourteen is a song no one would expect you to love.



Unless I struck you as the kind of girl that harbours an adoration for poorly recorded electroclash queercore.


Genre appellations have spiraled unstoppably and ridiculously out of control since the late '90s. The above translated, is essentially a girl band with riot grrrl roots, toe-curlingly sexually explicit lyrics and a drum machine. Together, Chunx, Hunx, Junx and Funx ( Drunx left the band, presumably because of her burgeoning alcohol problem) are Gravy Train!!!


They sing about sexually depraved Catholic schoolgirls and sodomy. They have sountracked an alt-porn film called "Neu Wave Hookers". They released an E.P. entitled "Ghost Boobs". They are unstoppably ridiculous, and terrible, yet simultaneously delightfully trashy and brash and obnoxious and catchy. And for all these reasons I find it entirely okay that "Sippin' 40z" sounds like it was recorded with one microphone in somebody's toilet, because it could only ever possibly add to their lo-fi-fucked-up charm.