PRESENTED BY VEZ FULLER
Lindsay Holler sings and plays guitar. Her voice moves onto the sidewalk through a cracked upstairs window on dusky afternoons. It smells you with its tongue, pensively considers, and strikes. In clubs and theatres ... its the same. On some occasions it caresses; other times accuses. When amplified it can be seen on the air ... then we all drown. The music's current state of evolution is supported by a little twang and a little late-night clarity.
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