Like a thief in the night, VERA FANG emerged from the house-show and DIY-gallery scenes with a debut 7-inch that rocked. The kids who comprise the group had been hanging out around town forever, but who knew they were lying in wait, ready to pounce when the local punk scene least expected it. Sunni Johnson shreds her bass to pieces in ways that leave audiences wondering if her mother checked her scalp for the mark of the beast at birth. Vera Fang crafts sharp, sinister hooks and surrealist imagery that merges bits of fairy tale and feminism in a whirl of addictive punk dirges. www.myspace.com/verafangatl.
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