Margot and the Nuclear So and So’s must be so relieved to finally have a president in office who can pronounce their name. But there are other things the band has to be thankful for. Hailing from Indianapolis, the So and So’s are making their way into the hearts of unsuspecting fans. Though their name still evokes dumbfounded looks and general apathy, anyone who actually catches a bit of the band realizes something — Margot is a force to be reckoned with.
The band’s recently released Not Animal could have potentially lost its charm with song titles and lyrics that would make the most brazen of individuals blush, but somehow Richard Edwards’ voice manages to swoon and croon away the abrasiveness.
It’s almost like saying something mean with a smile on your face; no one realizes what was said until after the fact.
Edwards’ voice is like an angel’s, albeit one that fell off a cloud after one too many. He has a way of hitting a note that wounds and heals almost simultaneously. The eclectic mix of electric guitars and organs gives a raw effect to each song.
If everyone can overcome the cottonmouth syndrome after spouting off the band’s name, Margot and the Nuclear So and So’s could soon become a household conversation piece. Maybe.
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