I haven’t posted any Tonetta anywhere for a while, and after I was reminded today, I figured it was time. I’m not sure what’s up here, but I’ve been a fan for a couple years now, and I like the mystery of it all. Aside from the obvious gender-fuck freakiness, there’s Tonetta’s knack for writing hella catchy lo-fi grungy beat box jams with a swingin’ ’60s sensibility. It’s like a soundtrack to a grainy no budget flick about serial killers, bikers, and sluts. And that’s good enough for me. Rock on, Tonetta, rock on.