Cosmic Speed's skin is slick, but the guts are rough and raw. Unlike the hook-happy Go-Go's, the Delphines are aligned with the hard-driving tough-girl grit of the Shangri-Las/Runaways/Donnas axis of evil. There's a heavy blues undercurrent to just about everything on the album, from the first track, "Car Boy " -- a hot-rod rave-up with the seductively impassive refrain make-out, spin-out, wreck -- to the closing "Pissin' in the Wind." The title track simmers even with a synthy bass line that sounds as if it's been filtered through a vocoder, and an Ike Turner cover is done as straight R&B, complete with Hammond organ. The Delphines don't seem to give a damn what decade it is -- they're just doing what comes naturally, and that's a rare thing in any decade.
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