In her own words…

A dancefloor fractured.
A chandelier spinning.
A film noir.
A jungle dripping.
A tiger pacing.
A ribbon taut.
A beat broken.

Seriously…I just wanted an excuse to post this fabulous picture of my uberwoman-of-the-moment Antigone sporting her infamous cat suit.  I’ve seen her wear it in 3D reality.  It’s that fabulous.  Her album even more so.  It’s quite easily the most individual and unique collection of tracks I’ve heard in in a LONG time…but that is all for now…