Abject undertones of fecundity, fish cannery, perspiration, mucus and cyclical scarlet.
Prior to their symphonic triple album and jazz fusion exploration, "Smell the Magic" is L7's magnum opus.
Pour yourself a tall Molotov cocktail, light up, sit back, and be soothed by the sensitive, contemplative lyrics and gentle folk, lounge-pop inspired sounds of these sophisticated, delicate, soulful, sweethearts.
I've always liked these gals music. Its gritty loud and ornery. Too bad that they dont make new pressings of their old albums. But if you like punk this is your ticket.