SA Music Blog

Last thursday evening my little sister talked me into going to a Skirts gig at the Old Mill in Woodstock. Since she doesn’t the fuck know how to drive a car yet (she’s 24 this year) she’s quite good at manipulating her loved ones into getting her little arty ass around. To be honest i thought that the Skirts were a bit too derivative when i saw ‘em on Nicky Greenwall’s etv show. Well all that lip service turned to jelly when i was caught front centre dancing, singing and screaming like a little girl. They’re seasoned musicians who understand the business and audience quite well. Their front man in his skinny jeans and tight top paraded his ripped physique and informed all why he has such a strong female support base. From their upbeat garage / interpol-like post joy division ditties to their trippy more experimental ventures on their latest disc it was informed music, that you wouldn’t find from the abundance of local teenage upstarts. Best fucking album launch i’ve ever been to!

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