Girls on a trip

Raised in a cult, Chris Owens from Cal­i­for­nian duo Girls weaned him­self off his bizarre up­bring­ing us­ing drugs and punk, be­fore be­ing res­cued by a multi-mil­lion­aire and set­ting off on a sonic ad­ven­ture. And the mu­sic is as good as the back story. He talks

The Irish Times - Friday - The Ticket - - Music -

IT’S ONE HELL of a back story. While most bands have to em­bel­lish the nar­ra­tive to make them­selves sound in­ter­est­ing, Christo­pher Owens from Girls has no such prob­lems. All he has to do is men­tion the re­li­gious cult he grew up in, his prodi­gious drug in­take over the years and how a multi-mil­lion­aire phi­lan­thropist saved his life. All of th­ese are sub­jects he’s more than will­ing to share with any in­ter­viewer who calls.

In some ways, Owens’ tales could eas­ily over­shadow the mu­sic, were it not for the fact that the cracked bal­lads, fuck-you an­thems and freaky Cal­i­for­nian pop mo­ments cre­ated by Girls are quite a trip in them­selves.

The songs on their de­but al­bum, Al­bum, are a blur of emo­tions, from hurt, frag­ile frag­ments about heart­break, lost friend­ships and child­hood to pow­er­ful af­fir­ma­tions of life and the lure of sec­ond chances. Through­out the al­bum, the other half of Girls, Chet “Jr” White, works up a storm of fuzzy, ethe­real, sun-soaked sounds, evok­ing a mag­i­cal, hazy sonic world of won­der. You’ll lis­ten to a tune such as Lust for Life again and again try­ing to work out how some­thing so sim­ple could be so com­pelling.

But be­fore those songs saw the light of day, Owens was liv­ing a very dif­fer­ent life. His par­ents were mem­bers of the Chil­dren of God cult, a re­li­gious group formed by David Berg in Cal­i­for­nia in 1968. The Chil­dren Of God were the kind of cult that gives other cults a bad name, with a che­quered his­tory in­volv­ing

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