This rarely-spotted-in-the-wild harvester of dream paralysis revelations emerges from her underground burrow to share care tips for dark familiars & ancient necromantic divination spells that really work. You won’t believe what happens next.
In a parallel universe RRLEW is the 3 time consecutive winner of Olympic gold for the modern penthalon event as well as being a celebrated astrophysicist. In this one she dominates the field of egg eating, reps Tweety Bird, and blows a mean saxophone. Sometimes our world is a fine one indeed.
Multimedia addict and half human/half beast, you’ll be unsure which half rules the roost until she opens her mouth and that big voice pins you to the wall before going through your pockets for lunch money. The stars you see may be your own.
A doyen of the Chicago freak/psych scene weaving words-fail vocals through a crazyquilt of skeletal rattles, unnerving drones, fuck yeah, all the bells and whistles. The labor pains of a star child being born can be the perfect soundtrack for those times you feel lost in the haunted forest of your own mind. She’s a filmmaker, author, and soapmaker too, maybe she’ll build an armoire or start an artists’ colony to kill time before the show starts.
PVD’s messy mistress of self harm can effortlessly whistle “I’ll Be Your (Broken) Mirror” while tumbling down a shame spiral of maelstrom proportions. Protect me from what I want? Protect me from what SHE wants. Get out of the way or get dragged down, your choice.