born at the end of disco and the middle of rock n roll, when this one began to cry, god said “jesus, she’s got lungs.” her music is like this: combine the dramatic presence of freddie mercury, melodic sweetness of buckley, range and power of ann wilson, smoky sarcasm of tom waits, and the ornate imagination of michel gondry and you’re getting close. sounds good, we know. we call it vocally-driven-cinemelodic rock for short.
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