Something about this track really kills me. I must have listened to it ten-times today. Maybe it's the fact that I was expecting a mere 30-seconds of displeasure before skipping to the next curious band I stumbled across at work, but this one's a sweet, sweet killer.
The Roches are a trio of sisters from 1960's New Jersey and create some pretty resonant harmonies. The song might be a bit longer than necessary (5:46), but reels me back in every time the chorus cycles by with a touch of the Frippertronics. Honestly, how did this group get involved with Robert Fripp in the first place?
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