Waste Of Paint
“This Weekend In New York: Frankie Rose Strips Down, White Mystery Rubs It In, And The Dirtbombs Double Up On Drums” By Jamie Peck Mon., Dec. 19 2011 at 11:30 AM

We wanted to stay for the rest of the bands, but Chicago’s White Mystery was playing Gramercy Theater at 11:30, and they’re not in town very often. Consisting of brother-sister duo Alex and Francis White, this band combines the raucous energy of garage-punk with above-average guitar proficiency. Both siblings bobbed their giant red ‘fros nonstop as sister Alex delivered the monster riffs and sang in a slightly raspy voice; it occasionally reminded me of Grace Slick’s in both its declarative confidence and the slight echo effect over it. Francis chimed in from behind the drum set, often making silly faces. At the end of their last song, Alex played the guitar with her whole body (including that magical ‘fro), rubbing it on herself and slinging it around to create ringing feedback. One gets the sense the White household was a fun place to grow up.