Tiny girls writhed from the balcony. Items of clothing were tossed toward the stage, streamers of toilet paper waved. The crowd screamed and screamed and screamed. The foursome that caused it all were sizzling hot — in garb of lime green, shocking pink and vivid yellow. Whatever the exclusive ‘it’ is, they have got it — charisma, skill, vitality, great songs and a combination of coyness and provocativeness that had the audience eating out of their hands.– Excerpt from a NZ Herald review of a 1979 Citizen Band gig, from Audioculture's profile of the band
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