The Beaches – named after the area of Toronto where they live, are good girls gone great. Proud teen pioneers of the new wave of fem-rock, their sassy, saw-toothed alt-rock songs recall The Strokes, Elastica, The White Stripes, Metric and The Runaways and writhe, snarl and spit the kind of romantic defiance, youth rebellion and peer solidarity that makes these females such a formidable force for rock!

The Beaches - Absolutely Nothing

Tracklist: http://www.factmag.com/2014/05/12/fact-mix-440-st-vincent/

FACT mix 440 - St. Vincent (May '14)

And now, your halftime show entertainment (and Part 2 of Days of Yore's concluding "Mangina Medley"). http://bit.ly/wwdaysofyore

Days of Yore

I Touch Myself

Buy on Vinyl

This track might morph into a different song.  Stand by.

you and your machine (preliminary edit)

"Last Shift" Ending Credits original song written and recorded by Meghan Toohey 

Father, I Have Come For You

Ride Your Heart

Dead in Your Head

Psychotic Opera

Mike doughty - smofe + smang (live in mpls) - lazybones

A song about growing up in America, in a time of manufactured consent, and the politicization of right & wrong.

Kid Lightning

End Of The Empire

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written and performed by jennifer sonntag
produced by barb morrison
engineered by jeremy kinney
mixed by jonathan jetter
mastered by brian lucey

Simple Things

Took about 2 months of being stuck in my head and a week of production process and it's finally here. Huge thanks to my friend Joe for helping me with this cover and all his creative input and hard work. 

Credits: 
vocals/lead guitar - Noctvrna 
guitars/bass/drums/mix - Joseph Craig
original author - Chelsea Wolfe

Lyrics:
A hunger never satisfied
I can't keep you off my mind
Dancing, moving, passing time
Lost worlds and endless nights

I held you at a distance then
So I could keep you sacred now
I watched the veins under my skin
Moving, changing from blue to red
Those colours battle to repent
Fighting some kind of punishment
For loving you

The deathless tell me
"Go on, stay low
Grow old and let your hair grow"
In sleep there is no sorrow
Slowly prolonging a cruel fate
For loving you

They hear everything
They glow with their own light
They sing out your name
A thousand times at night

Generations of sadness
Inbred and under fire
In a thousand languages
A word for this desire
For loving you

Color of Blood - Chelsea Wolfe (COVER)

Resuscitating songsmithery, reupholstering the zeitgeist, proving that rock & roll doesn't have to die before, during, or after you get old... Order the Deluxe Vinyl Box of our debut album Days of Yore at our Bandcamp link!

I Touch Myself

The Wrong Windows