The New Eve Is Rising

 

A few days ago I got aware of a The New Eves, an all girl quartet from Brighton and their first album. I have to admit, that I was surprised of their sound, a mixture of early British folk music, Velvet Underground (especially when they play the cello that reminds me on John Cale's viola), Patti Smith and The Fall. Alright it is namedroping but this album is so complex with all its influences, yet still something entirely unique.

Lyrically, they evoke old myths and stories from the past century, albeit somewhat cryptically, as we have come to expect from Patti Smith. But still with plenty of punk energy an lots of rough edges.

The New Eve is of earth

Granite, ochre, magma, dirt

All the bones in her body are holy

All the stones in her pockets are homely

She is an animal among animals

A human among humans

Wild and full or purpose

Tender and ferocious

Limbs and loins burning of lust

And the New Eve fucks

The New Eve fucks if she wants to

The New Eve says "no" if she doesn't want to

And there is no God to save you if you fail to listen

The New Eve has autonomy over her soul and her body

The New Eve has learned to scream

To strand straight

To sing

To speak