What Haim is to early 90s pop/R&B nostalgia, Lucius is to mid-90s alternative pop and acoustic coffeehouse nostalgia. Don’t let the provocative cover fool you, because the two ladies who front this band (and the three men who back them up) don’t have to employ shock tactics to get your attention when they’ve got such irresistible rock grooves and delicious vocal melodies in their arsenal. This is an astounding debut from a band that sounds like they’ve got a long life ahead of them. Just like a good title track should, Wildewoman sums up nearly everything that there is to love about the album named after it… and for that matter, the artist performing it. Its shimmying rhythm, bouncing bass line, steady acoustic strumming, and its little jolts of electric lightning would be entertaining enough if the track was purely instrumental, but throw in an incredibly well-written lyric brimming with details about how this unpredictable, untameable woman looks, thinks, and acts, and top it off with a triumphant chorus hook sung by both women in unison (one that’s bound to get crowds singing along in no time at their live shows), and this thing is just plain unstoppable. It’s hard to resist quoting damn near every line from this one, but I think the second verse sums it up the best: “Her smile is sneaky like a fiery fox/It’s that look that tells you she’s up to no good at all/And she’ll say whatever’s on her mind/They’re unspeakable things, and she’ll speak them in vain/And you can’t help but wish you had bolder things to say.” Now that’s the kind of woman I’d like to sit down over a cup of coffee and have a long, perhaps sometimes awkward, but thoroughly insightful conversation with. From: https://murlough23.wordpress.com/2014/11/13/lucius-wildewoman-we-all-scream-upon-realizing-thats-not-ice-cream/
