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Spinnerette is the sound of a sweaty black leather glove holding a lollipop’s stick, shoving it into crushed glass before offering you the first lick. If that made any sense, it might be Spinnerette. There is sweetness and there is menace. You will have the desire in spite of the obvious danger. Have you been hurt before?

This is no awkward first fumble in the rumble seat: Spinnerette comes with experience. Brody Dalle has been places nice girls fear to tread without sacrificing virtue or integrity. Her last long-term relationship, The Distillers, ended messily, the way relationships tend to do. In the following months, there was a lot for one heart to bear: the pain of illness striking those near and dear contrasted with the joys of matrimony and motherhood. With such extremes of life pulling at her, it’s no great mystery that the resultant writing is possessed of equally dynamic range, with nothing left out. As Dalle describes it, “Spinnerette is what happens when I let the tap flow.”

Recording started with idealism and an urgent desire to finally lay down two years’ worth of ideas. The actual process had to triumph over adversity: there were the technical hurdles of a virgin studio, gut-wrenching personal tragedies, and meddling from outside interests. Perseverance and, more importantly, a positive outlook paid off. “We were like children, we had so much fun making this record,” gushes Dalle. Having assembled Alain Johannes (Eleven, QOTSA), Tony Bevilacqua (Distillers), and Jack Irons (Red Hot Chili Peppers, Eleven) to make the studio sweat, the creative process was imbued with an ‘anything goes’ spirit.

The resulting songs will practically prowl out of your speakers. There is no factory sterilized and sealed, faux ferocity to be found on this disc. One can practically hear the dirt underneath Dalle’s fingernails as she uncovers a golden era turned brass. Blue sky idealists best stay indoors, as this album rages outside the cages of conformist society.

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