This introduction to an American band by Dominic Kirkwood:
Reared in the bizarre Christian cult Children of God, Chris Owens led an itinerant childhood through various European countries. As a teenager he ran away from the group and found his way to the small Texan city of Amarillo where he worked at a local supermarket stacking shelves. By sheer fortune he met local philanthropist, media owner and conceptual artist Stanley Marsh 3 and started working for him as his PA.
After a couple of years with Marshall, Owens moved to San Francisco and briefly played in Ariel Pink and Matt Fishbeck’s Holy Shit, which very quickly imploded. Not long after he formed Girls with co-founder Chet White. Since their first LP, Album, Girls have upped the stakes with their new, kaleidoscopic, dead-honest shrine to pop that is Son, Father, Holy Ghost. The least you can do is go and see their Laneway sideshow at the Corner. Support from those Twerps. A friendly bunch who make funny, lo-fi pop songs that get stuck in your head for weeks.






