Album review: Frankie Rose & The Outs - Frankie Rose & The Outs (Memphis Industries)

After jumping from grrrl group to grrrl group, Frankie Rose plants her feet with The Outs and strikes the right chord

Frankie Rose has graced the line-ups of so many of the current crop of shangrilo-fi dream-pop grrrl groups there should really be a specialist Six Degrees Of... drinking game named in her honour. But after stints in Vivian Girls, Crystal Stilts and Dum Dum Girls, she’s finally put down roots with The Outs and made an album of hypnotic, woozy-headed pop that owes as much to Spacemen 3 as it does Spector’s wall of sound. And bloody good it is, too. Popping her head from under a parapet of marijuana smoke with haunting opener ‘Hollow Life’, over the course of the next 11 songs Frankie (and The Outs, naturally) seduces you with spectral melodies (‘Lullabye For Roads And Miles’), Moe Tucker-esque, look-mum-I-can-drum rhythm (‘Candy’) and shit-eating surf guitar licks that belong over the top of a Tarantino car chase (‘Don’t Tread’). For a record just 30 minutes long it feels impossibly epic and for all its scuzzy, lo-fi production, it still sounds fully realised. Not to mention fully brilliant.

Barry Nicolson

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8 / 10

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