If Darger’s Vivian Girls were ever to mature, I am sure those revolutionary dolls would have become Brooklyn’s very own Vivian Girls. These girls look cute and sound sweet with their strung out harmonies and three cord melodies, but these tattooed darlings will chew you up and spit you out. Their melodies are simple but pleasing. They crank the reverb all the way and let their melodic dissonance fill the air. Perhaps a bit on the bratty side, but Bratmobile always had a place in my heart. In their case the detached half-interested conduct works in their favor creating mystery and intrigue. I am not sure if the fans are in love with the girls or the music, but nonetheless one can’t help but to be smitten by their presence on or off stage.
Social Realist 