Imagine taking parts of Rough Trade 1980, Black Tambourine, a darker Shangri-Las and smooshing it together with a bunch of addictive, haunting pop ditties. Oh and sprinkle some Shaggs on there too. What you get is the perfect shambles called The Girls At Dawn. Three Brooklynites freshly formed and about to stay in yr skull for a long time. They're releasing records on Hozac soon. It's starting to get ridiculous and my ears are becoming spoiled. Maybe 2010 is going to suck or something?
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