That VOICE.
By the end (I’m hoping not for good, but for now, anyway) of Sleater-Kinney Corin Tucker’s voice was a finely honed weapon, full of deep, slow, sexy soul and capable of an earsplitting wail, a bonechilling snarl, a rock’n’roll howl that didn’t so much as defy gender as rip the guts straight out of it.
Her new record, 1,000 Years...