“We're bringing art back to music and rock back to rock n' roll. We're putting the Devil in a sweet red dress and heels made for cloven hooves and makin' God dance with him until they put their differences aside and make sweet, blasphemous love in plain sight. We know what the people need even if they don't want it yet.”
Yep, that's right folks. WH Monks is at it again. When Gay Paris formed a year ago, they were telling anyone in earshot that that they were too sweet for the Devil to lick and too damn hot for God to dance to. Having insulted both ends of the divine spectrum, they've only got themselves to thank for the wild ride that they've been on. From fire in the south to floods in the north, the irrepressible foursome has been shaking their collective derriere in the face of decency all over the countryside (and doing a damn good job of it if you believe what people are saying).
“If Sabbath was injected like cortisone into Tom Waits' rump then Gay Paris is what he would barf!” Don't let the name fool you, this is a rockin album and that quote sums it up nicely.
The Skeletons Problematic Granddaughter (2011)
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Gay Paris
Posted by admin on Friday, May 20, 2011
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