4 hand picked from a bunch of indie pop wannabes, their disillusioned road crew and loyal fan base by a member of the music industry elite: 7 name changes, a £10,000 expense account & a failed press junket to the far east later, the arse falls out of the music industry.
With the sound of a bullet ricochetting off their ex-manager’s skull still fresh in the ears of a traumatised typing pool the unnamed band repaired to the less fashionable end of London to choose the name Local Girls & rip off the best bits of the B52s, Ramones & Adam’s Original Ants.
Y’know the score, keep it fashionable & obscure. Potential liars.
The first release is a 7” Mini Album; 6 songs at 33rpm - 99p in exchange for your ears and the space in between. 99p. Yes. 99p.
Get you hooked on the cheap stuff then jack up the price. It’s back-alley capitalism at it’s very worst - get over it. …