The sweet prettiness of
pop undergoing its own
sonic destruction. Is this some kind of
negative theology? Some kind of self-cancellation? To create a simple bright melody and bury it deep under layers of
feedback and drone and
white noise. 1960's pop
radio filtered through
post-apocalyptic machinery ala
the Jesus and Mary Chain, boy-girl vocals ala
My Bloody Valentine (but more forceful). Hayyim played bass, Amy and Matt sang and Amy and Matt played guitar and Amy and Matt played drums. They were a band.
Now we have
the Aisler's Set.
Now we have
Sounds Of The Barbary Coast.
We have
Total Shutdown.
And sometimes we have
the How.
Henry's Dress were from Alberquerque for a while, but then mostly from San Francisco.
Henry's Dress discography (taken from coolbeans.com):
"Pig" on Terra X Magazine Vol. 2 CD Compilation
"1620" & "Stumble" 7" on I Wish I was a Slumberland Record
"Feathers" split 7" with Tiger Trap on Slumberland Records
"You Killed a Boy for Me" & "Sally Wants" on Why Popstars Can't Dance compilation on Slumberland Records (vinyl only)
Henry's Dress 10" ep on Slumberland Records (CD includes Popstars comp tracks)
"All This Time for Nothing" split 7" with Flake on Omnibus Records
Bust `Em Green LP on Slumberland Records
"Over 21" & "Can't Make it Move" tour single with Rocketship on Slumberland