Maybe some people prefer piña coladas and getting caught in the rain, but power-punk trio Screaming Females seems more into moonshine and sprinting deliberately through a hurricane. Guitarist Marissa Paternoster’s ferocious vibrato rattles like windows in the early gusts of a storm before the impossible-to-hyperbolize squalls of her frenzied solos bring down the house. It’s a testament to Paternoster’s melodic sense and the thunderous force of Screaming Females’ rhythm section that the band can sound so visceral and so dazzling at once. A rainstorm can start off terrifying and end up cleansing. Paternoster and company’s music is both, from start to finish. Bring a slicker.
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