CREEM PROFILES
DRY CLEANING NAME: Lewis Maynard, Florence Shaw, Nick Buxton. AGE: The blacker the berry... FROM: London, U.K. OCCUPATION: Joshin’ around, acting cheeky, having moxie, being a Sassy Sassafras. HOBBIES: Enunciating clearly and concisely, avoiding all visible emotion, being English.
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CREEM PROFILES
DRY CLEANING
NAME: Lewis Maynard, Florence Shaw, Nick Buxton.
AGE: The blacker the berry...
FROM: London, U.K.
OCCUPATION: Joshin’ around, acting cheeky, having moxie, being a Sassy Sassafras.
HOBBIES: Enunciating clearly and concisely, avoiding all visible emotion, being English.
LAST BOOK YOU READ: Capitalist Realism, Garfield Takes the Cake.
LAST ACCOMPLISHMENT: Tricking rock fans into listening to 11 audiobooks.
QUOTE: “More espresso, less depresso.”
PROFILE: From Moses to Muhammad to Aubrey Plaza, we forever dig a caustic interlocutor with bone-dry delivery. Hence the endless appeal of Dry Cleaning. Mojavian conveyance of top-tier lyrics over well-written post-punk grooves—what’s not to love? The trio can probably lay some of the blame on the great Mark E. Smith and the Fall, who is a clear influence along with Wire, Magazine, Sleaford Mods (whom Shaw has collaborated with), and others, but on track after track of swinging Sprechgesang, across two utterly en fuego LPs, Dry Cleaning make ennui worth caring about. Kudos are definitely in order. Especially the cover of their latest LP: pubes in the soap for your album cover? That shit is nasty...and GENIUS.
Authentic There are zillions of ways to get your name in the papers, but only one way to slake your thirst for CREEM. The quality standards we set down in the dawn of the Seventies have been a Wild Mouse ride through the Highlands, the Lowlands, and the Barstools. Every drop’s a hoot.
Always say “Boy Howdy!”
