Oh, hell yeah! The Florence Nightingales make me wish I were still booking shows. With vocals sneering, “We come out at night,” it’s easy to image this band, if you could find them (my Google search came up empty), playing a show with the Orphans, the Runaways, and the Avengers. Speaking of, the singer all but channels punk-era Penelope Houston. Four equally solid songs pressed on purple wax and wrapped in a great looking cardstock sleeve. The “F’s” in my 7” collection just got a whole lot better. Florence Nightingales, say hello to the Flash Express and Fuzzbox! You’re in the collection to stay.
–kat (Arkam)