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Red Leather Period (Independent)

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By Robert Bishop

Published on July 15, 2004

If a shadowy, smoky joint remains in Kansas City where mod guys can hang out in plush booths and ogle girls go-go dancing in cages, then the house band must be Emma Feel. Thanks to the proliferation of shitty metal pornography, it's rare for sleaze to sound as exciting as it does on Red Leather Period. Emma Feel mixes primal punk stomp with dirty funk and dual vocalists to arrive at something bristling with faux danger, yet is still titillating all the same. "Kiss My Ass" positively grinds, building from tantalizing handclaps and single-mindedly insistent keyboards to fuzzed-out, skinflick guitar to the seemingly simple refrain of Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah. What singer and bassist Liz Wieler is really saying, though, is, "You know you want me." Baby, even if your band's name didn't conjure up visions of an Avengers-era Diana Rigg decked out in a catsuit as Emma Peel, that'd still be the case.