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Cali-Brooklyn dream poppers BETS are really Betsey Hershey with an all fema… Read Full Bio ↴Cali-Brooklyn dream poppers BETS are really Betsey Hershey with an all female support cast. Her/their inaugural LP stirred up quite a lot of buzz last year, Nylon calling it, “the kind of music we want to spend an afternoon daydreaming to.”
Happy accidents will happen. And whilst in the studio working on a follow up album, a “side project” saw her covering the Violet Femmes’ self-titled 1983 debut in…its…entirety.
She enlightens, “Aside from the fact that I love the Violent Femmes so much, one of the main reasons I chose to do this album was because my voice is so different from the content of the lyrics. I also relate so much to the words and feelings; singing ‘Blister in the Sun’ was an instant high. But there isn’t a bad song on the album.”
Happy accidents will happen. And whilst in the studio working on a follow up album, a “side project” saw her covering the Violet Femmes’ self-titled 1983 debut in…its…entirety.
She enlightens, “Aside from the fact that I love the Violent Femmes so much, one of the main reasons I chose to do this album was because my voice is so different from the content of the lyrics. I also relate so much to the words and feelings; singing ‘Blister in the Sun’ was an instant high. But there isn’t a bad song on the album.”
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All I Want Lemme show you something baby I wanna give you everything in…
Another Night Dance with me Feel alright We can’t go home Until it’s…
Da Da Da Sometimes you mumble and it makes it so hard to…
Don't Give a F#ck It's my turn, mess with me The secret's in my eyes Some…
Gold I’m opening myself up now It’s the closest I’ve been to…
I Love You While I'm far away from you my baby I know it's…
Jenny Living in these two places Is like living in no spaces…
Out of View Up here where ghosts have time No dark circled eyes I want…