Malice

Go to Sassy's in Portland this very minute to see the great Malice! Words are mere petals, dry and lifeless. Imagination; dim and unbearable. She has made her art a transcendence of sexuality. It's reminiscent of Brad Pitt's level of vampire status in "Interview With the Vampire". Sad and beautiful. Except, Malice exudes no sadness. She's pure Rock and Roll. Light makes a path through the random characteristics of her mo-hawk like secret lazers. Vividity of skin and ink. Darkness comes to life and the spine shivers like the cool end of a symbol crash. She is pure art.

"She'll fuckin' hypnotize yer ass. Know what I mean?" - Joe Imes