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She poured all of her anger and sorrow into songs like “Fear/+/Desire” (“When you hit me/It does not feel like a kiss”) and “High Horse” (“Pushing me up against the kitchen sink/I feel your breath on me, I can taste it in my teeth”). They became the emotional core of Mannequin Pussy’s third album, 2019’s , even if she can’t bear to revisit them today. “We don’t do those songs in the set anymore,” Dabice says softly, once the conversation has moved from the coffee shop to a nearby park bench. “But what I learned is that you just walk around with these feelings inside you, and if you don’t find a way to transform them, they eat at you like a poison.”
At Brooklyn Steel, the band plays three new songs in its set. Every one sets the place ablaze. The median age of the fans moshing near the front of the stage seems to be about 20. As I watch this, I can’t help but think of elders like Gene Simmons who proclaim “.” It may not be quite as visible, and today’s rising rock bands may never make the sort of money that Kiss generated in their heyday, but acts like Mannequin Pussy prove there are still plenty of vital new ideas to be found.
