The Colorines

Despite their vibrant name, and the fact that their new single Pseudocide sways like one who has overdosed on cherryade and blue smarties, NYC’s The Colorines can be dark – although in quirky ways. ‘Everybody said I was gay, and everyone thinks I’m retarded’ they croon, telling a tale full of glorious gallows humour at theContinue reading “The Colorines”