Liar, Flower Geiger Counter Vinyl LP 2020
Tracklist
- I Am Sundress (She of Infinite Flowers)
- My Brain Is Lit Like an Airport
- 9N AFE
- Mud Stars
- Broken Light
- Even Though the Darkest Clouds
- Blood Berries
- Little Brown Shoe
- Baby Teeth
- Hole in My Hand
- Geiger Counter
- Doors Locked, Oven's Off
- White Paint On Field
- Fire at Bone Girl Hotel
Liar, Flower is the reincarnation of Ruby Throat, consisting of artists KatieJane Garside (Daisy Chainsaw, QueenAdreena, Lalleshwari) and Chris Whittingham. As Ruby Throat, the duo released four albums and an EP between 2007 and 2017, as well as their 2018 compilations Stone Dress, and Liar, Flower.
It began with Daisy Chainsaw in 1991 when KatieJane Garside emerged as a furious icon of the alt-girl underworld in a torn dress and matted hair howling Love Your Money a confused and violent mixture of lust and loathing, then came QueenAdreena bolder, darker, louder, unpredictable and violent
Courtney Love proclaimed her as one of the three instigators of the “Riot Grrrl” scene, along with Courtney (of course) and Babes in Toyland’s Kat Bjelland, Katie has since gone on to inspire and enthuse a new generation of artists including Arrow De Wilde of Starcrawler, all while keeping her mysterious and creative integrity intact, a true artist in every sense.
Garside and Whittingham have been living together on a small sailboat while raising their young daughter and have spent the past few years out at sea. In recent years the pair have lived a life of isolation, and the album reflects those experiences, coincidently fitting for the current times. Chris said
“We’re just a tiny, super-self-contained operation with not much outside contact. It’s been 14 years and all our records are played, recorded, mixed, mastered, art-worked, videoed, etc., solely by us, and in the end there's probably little else to say beyond the recordings.”
The first single, My Brain Is Lit Like An Airport, is a disquieting, hypnotic rock concoction that alludes to the necessary and inevitable dissolution of ego and the desperate clinging to it in its death throes. “My brain is lit like an airport, so the angel will find me,” Garside repeats, later adding, “Recruit me – she wants me on the show! I’m considering, as it would give me more exposure! Maybe I could help others if I show them my recovery process!” Stylistically varied, the album ranges from raw, bewildering, venomous rock to gentle folk musings.