At a party on the deck of my flat, I was talking with a Japanese woman who mentioned she was in a band. â€œReally? Which band?â€ I asked. â€œBuffalo Daughter,â€ she said.
Freaking out that I was talking to Sugar, I impolitely pointed at her and stuttered, "You're...you're...you're the lead guitarist, right?!" It was then that I smothered her with praise, telling her how much I admired the fact that they didnâ€™t work off the cutesy, kitschy angle typical of the female Japanese bands allowed an audience in the U.S., but instead focused on rockinâ€™ out.
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