Perhaps I was just young, but there seemingly was a time when Tori Amos felt edgy and just a little brash. Over the years, though, she has mellowed considerably and I've filed her in the "artists I used to like whose new albums I check out out of politeness only but I doubt I'll ever actually like anything they ever do again" folder.
Enter KRISTEENYOUNG.
I think the opening paragraph of their bio tells you everything you need to know about this band:
"Whats black and white and can crush you like a bug? A piano. These monsters weigh anywhere from 300 lbs for a small upright, to four or even five times that for a concert grand. So why do artists let them sound so wimpy? KRISTEENYOUNG wants the piano to kick your ass. Their new album, Music for Strippers, Hookers, and the Odd On-Looker, feels like it was born in the boxing ring, not some sun-dappled Laurel Canyon living room."