Made out of Babies played like they were exploding, in the greatest possible way. Their riffs twisted out and shifted in short, sharp bursts while their rhythms threatened to shake every song off balance. Their furie-like singer, Julie Christmas, could soothe you and chill you to the bone, often at the same time. Bands like Made out of Babies don't come around often, and I'm very sad to read about their demise this week.
Cherish two songs from The Ruiner today, Made out of Babies' best album and their last.
"Cooker"
"Invisible Ink"
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