Dream Wife - 'Hot (Don’t Date A Musician)'

Forceful rock outfit Dream Wife made their way onto the indie-rock scene with their insatiable high-octane RIOT GRRRL-esque cuts and punchy lyrics. Comprised of Rakel Mjöll (vocals), Alice Go (guitarist) and Bella Podpadec (bassist) the London-based trio have a knack for commanding attention with their political and socially-fuelled commentary, calling out sexism and injustices, and leading women empowerment.
Their latest endeavour “Hot (Don’t Date A Musician)” delivers a tongue-in-cheek narrative of narcissistic musicians and the often-toxic nature of dating in the industry. Following the same sonic vein as their single “F.U.U.”, their newest cut offers the second insight into their soon-to-be-released third record Social Lubrication.
According to the band, Social Lubrication is “Hyper lusty rock and roll with a political punch, exploring the alchemy of attraction, the lust for life, embracing community and calling out the patriarchy. With a healthy dose of playfulness and fun thrown in.”
Punchy, electric and riot-filled, “Hot (Don’t Date A Musician)”is the “lovechild of Motorhead and CCS”, takes its roots in ferocious basslines, gritty guitar and emotive vocals as Mjöll declares “Date a plumber or an electrician, A landscape architect, even a magician, Date a professor or a physician, Just anyone besides a musician”. This third track plucked from their upcoming record (due out June 9th), perfectly encapsulates Dream Wife’s trademark style in the most spectacular way.
From opening for The Rolling Stones to their last album reaching the top 20 in the UK charts, they’ve set the bar high for Social Lubrication.
Words by Lana Williams
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