A sherbet-powered
explosion of lip gloss and Britpop, Spacemaid's debut album exceeds advance hyperbole in a
seamless blast of retro punk rocking guitars, steam-cleaned melodies and zippy pop vocals
from chief Space cadet Lonny Evans. Raising a respectful three-cornered hat to Debbie
Harry and a two-fingered salute to accusations of being derivative, Supercool races along
in a blur of filler-free kinetic mayhem. Spacemaid are well-versed in their pop history,
dropping clues to the contents of their punk-bedecked record collection without being too
slavish about it. Joey Ramone is roped in for a Spector-ish version of Do You Remember
Rock And Roll Radio?, but it's the self-penned songs which linger in the memory. Baby Come
On, I See Comets, The Girl Who Sold The World illustrate that this mob are sharper,
faster, wittier and wiser than immediate precursors Shampoo and Transvision Vamp.
