by Gerry Mak in New Music on Thursday 26 February 2009

I went to music school every Saturday as a kid, and I remember seeing all these older girls, tragic-looking in their wine-colored velour dresses (it was the ’90s), and wondering if the hickies on their necks were from boys or playing the violin. Carla Bozulich could have been one of these girls, listening to Diamanda Galas and Daisy Chainsaw on her Walkman between cello and piano lessons. Making a name for herself as a founding member of Ethyl Meatplow and one-time frontwoman for the Geraldine Fibbers, Bozulich’s solo work weaves together strings, guitar, samplers, dissonant pianos, and her distinctive voice to make smoldering, sinister, broken pleas to an invisible tormentor.