With a smoky coal train voice, cracklin like dusty vinyl, Paige Wood is the blonde version of Alison Mosshart, without all the wrecked black leather, but all of the sensual rolling around on stage making love to a Marshall stack style and Steven Trezevant delivers all the raw guitar to pin up Paige against the wall with rock and sex and whiskey chugging and seduction and hitch hiker wonder.

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Posted by ryanwcox

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