NYC’s downtown trio’s debut album lies somewhere between the stripped down urgency of The Violent Femmes and the unsettling sex appeal of Portishead. Front woman and principle songwriter, Jane LeCroy has a talent for adapting classical poetry into her free associated punk songs, and a history of writing erotica to pay the bills. Occasionally refined, but more often nearly unhinged, LeCroy’s understated delivery heaves and hovers over the tension built by her seasoned rhythm section.