Hey there Brothers and Sisters....Thanks for looking us up.
Anyone who has seen SISTER lately can feel that this is a band whose energy has reached critical mass. Formed 2 years ago from the usual ruins of other bands, for a while they hid themselves in their rehearsal space : a squatted disused warehouse in North London, home to an artists collective and a graveyard for old industrial machines. There they created a sound that is by turns, beautiful and explosive. Singer Gemma Banks possesses one of the most distinctive and powerful voices you will hear and the band provide a backdrop that is intense stripped down rock and roll unlike anything else you will hear at the moment.
Young Brit fashion star “Luella” recently asked them to play at her recent London fashion week show where their brand of raw pop brought the house down.
"Beautifully timed guitars, rich velvet vocals, and enough heartbreaking lyrics to ensure the Fly leaves Water Rats moved and excited by the slew of future hits we've witnessed tonight." - The Fly
hey alzy!hows it going? liam is coming to london for a couple of gigs with his band the grunts!when are you guys palying again? i will come down for it!hope life is good with ye all!ben
Hey it's great to be with the sisterhood! Let us know if your playing up in Manchester or even better if you'd like us to organise a couple of gigs for you. Hope you can make it to the festival in November. Susanx
Hi! Congrats for your single release and good luck for the future! (Although I hoped you would put "Down Down" on the 10". I like it so much.) Hope to see you again one day. Iris
Heath’s dead, teens are dead – the Queen however is not dead (in fact she’s on her way to becoming the longest reigning monarch) Diana’s not allowed to be dead, Amy Smackhouse/Crackhouse/Outhouse-Churchmouse-Civil is the walking dead and her mother fears she will be dead in a month. Britney is on the rocky road to killing herself and Tom Cruising-for-boys should probably be considering it. Death is really where it’s at this season and as ever Vague has its finger firmly on the pulse. So welcome to the ‘death’ issue where I for one will be taking lots of tips from our very own she-devil: Dumber than Jamie Lyn Dyke. Read her fascinating account of the chicest ways to bite the dust where she takes us to the edge and back in a flourish of pills, pistols and prescribed narcotics. Killing yourself is all very well but just what exactly do you do for kicks afterwards? Here at Vague we make it our business to bring you the hottest parties, award do’s, weddings involving people you’ve never heard of, impromptu ‘dog’s first shit’ parties and not forgetting the V interesting ‘famous for doing fuck all’ clientele simply clamouring for a lick on the spoon of stardom. Now it gives me great pleasure to announce we’ve devoted a whole column to theses glittering antics but with one special twist. The World of Miss RIP sees our intrepid reporter going deep into the underworld to bring you the hip happenings of those dancing to an absent heart beat - I can’t wait to see the look on Pol Pot’s face as Vague presents him with a lifetime achievement award! Enjoy this issue you bunch of emo goth freaks – it may well be your last.
Hey ALZZZ!! how are you doing? been ages! will you come to our single launch gig thing on monday? madame jojo's in soho.. could put you plus a bunch on our £4 list. would be nice to see you. how's sister going? x s
Hej Sister! You see, I accidentally stumbled into your gig at World's End during the Camden Crawl, and was amazed by the music! I just drifted away with it. It was magical! I only heard 3 songs before it was over, but I thought; you may well make it into my favourite bands. There's just something about the voice, the melodies and the lyrics that hit me. Especially 'Down Down'. I feel better about the future etc.; I'm in a crappy situation at the mo looking for a job and being poorer than I wish I was, but still feeling really positive about it all. THANX! And will try and make it for your next London gig to hear all of the songs. Inspirational indeed.
Heath’s dead, teens are dead – the Queen however is not dead (in fact she’s on her way to becoming the longest reigning monarch) Diana’s not allowed to be dead, Amy Smackhouse/Crackhouse/Outhouse-Churchmouse-Civil is the walking dead and her mother fears she will be dead in a month. Britney is on the rocky road to killing herself and Tom Cruising-for-boys should probably be considering it. Death is really where it’s at this season and as ever Vague has its finger firmly on the pulse. So welcome to the ‘death’ issue where I for one will be taking lots of tips from our very own she-devil: Dumber than Jamie Lyn Dyke. Read her fascinating account of the chicest ways to bite the dust where she takes us to the edge and back in a flourish of pills, pistols and prescribed narcotics. Killing yourself is all very well but just what exactly do you do for kicks afterwards? Here at Vague we make it our business to bring you the hottest parties, award do’s, weddings involving people you’ve never heard of, impromptu ‘dog’s first shit’ parties and not forgetting the V interesting ‘famous for doing fuck all’ clientele simply clamouring for a lick on the spoon of stardom. Now it gives me great pleasure to announce we’ve devoted a whole column to theses glittering antics but with one special twist. The World of Miss RIP sees our intrepid reporter going deep into the underworld to bring you the hip happenings of those dancing to an absent heart beat - I can’t wait to see the look on Pol Pot’s face as Vague presents him with a lifetime achievement award! Enjoy this issue you bunch of emo goth freaks – it may well be your last.
You were explosive & electric at the Water Rats last night! It was exciting to be there, I love you and your songs more each time. See you Monday, Cliff Slapper
