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Monday, 29 November 2010

Girl crush de jour

When you think back to your teenage years you remember which male rock/pop stars you had on your wall (the acceptable ones, like Jarvis Cocker and Kurt Cobain). You conveniently forget who was on your wall before that (for obvious reasons). Mine are embarrassing. They're also surprisingly female. (My first love was Debbie Gibson when I was about seven). Now I feel like I'm reverting back to my formative years. I'm not excited about a single male front-man (and Pulp are reforming!) I love Cathy from Fanfarlo (see earlier post devoted to her), I want to be in Warpaint and last week, I was just as mesmerised by Twin Sister's lead singer, Andrea Estella during their first-ever London gig, as I was by their is-it-folk-or-is-it-disco-who-cares melodies...

Twin Sister are a new signing to Domino Records and have the stage presence of Dirty Projectors, ie, you need to see them live. Don't be fooled by the Anne Hathaway locks in this rather sedate PR pic – Andrea was wearing a long flowing green wig that made her look like one of the smurfs and one of the guys' guitars had feathers wrapped around the neck. They were so much fun. I loved their look, precisely because they didn't have one. In each picture I've seen of them, they look like an entirely different band. 

But I'm not collecting these pictures and putting them on my wall, I'm not reverting back that much, honest. I'm merely recalling how much strength and inspiration you can get from front-women. Having finally emerged from six months of post break-up hell to realise I'm so much better off without him, for the first time in my life I don't want a man, because I don't need one. Now I sound like I'm turning lesbian. I'm not, quite. But I do want to form a band, and I will buy a green wig.