TAXI GIRLS: Coming Up Roses: 12” 45

Jan 24, 2024

Hailing from the fertile intersection of the saccharine rocket fuel of the Busy Signals and the flat-footed chug of the White Wires, I was going to call the Taxi Girls the coolest band from Montréal since the Pale Lips, until I noticed that two-thirds of the Taxi Girls were, in fact, half of the Pale Lips, and thereby thought the better of it. And, while I held (and continue to hold) that my favorite aspect of the Pale Lips by far was the loony genius of (non-Taxi Girl) Ilona Szabo’s madcap Chuck Berry romps like “Doo-Wop Showaddywaddy” and “Doo Wah Diddy Shim Sham Shimmy (Bama Lama Loo),” the Taxi Girls somehow manage to manage just fine on their own, thanks. The vocals careen around from Shattuckian holler to Hannaesque snark to nothing of the sort, augmented with some pretty dang slick harmonies (sorry, that was not a Grace Slick reference) that almost push forth into Beatnik Termite territory although maybe that’s a stretch. All the same, they do seem to be listing sharply towards the snappy-tune-and-bright-harmonies end of the spectrum, as opposed to the drink-beer-and-jump-around music of the Pale Lips, not that there’s all that much wrong with that. I do think putting “Hands Off” directly before “Stay with Me” might leave even the most even-keeled of souls feeling a bit of come-hither whiplash, but I guess “Stay with Me” before “Hands Off” would be even worse. Keep the meter running, I want more! BEST SONG: “Sunshine.” BEST SONG TITLE: “Hands Off.” FANTASTIC AMAZING TRIVIA FACT: All five songs are located on the first side of this record; the second side is silkscreened to resemble a tire. Does anyone have the number of the Rubber City Rebels’ lawyer? –Rev. Nørb (Wild Honey)

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