Effortlessly self-assured and effortlessly weird—because being a girl is weird—Leggy’s Let Me Know Your Moon is patchwork doll punk with a big mouth full of bubblegum. To call these songs fuzzy would be an understatement. They’re palpably hot and sticky, like they’ve been coated in a sugary gloop that’s slowing the band down as they make a mad, lung-busting dash through candy pop nuggets like the Veruca Salt-esque “Bad News” or the dissonant, loopy “Taffy.” Many bands are netting comparisons to Sleater-Kinney these days, but Leggy might truly have earned the mantle with this collection of scrappy, song-shaped-songs that clang and groan like they’re sewn out of salvaged parts, just barely hanging together through sheer force of will. This goes for the biting lyrics too, which often sound like they’ve been plucked from vocalist Véronique Allaer’s sparkly stream of consciousness.
-Mariana Timony , Bandcamp Editorial
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