Where to start with this obscure gem. The detuning slide guitar and whispery feminine growl set it up perfectly. Is this the song of a woman scorned? Or a woman delivering the scorning? Who cares! It rocks! The dissonant harmonies that are like pop through a fun-house mirror and the drunken wail of the guitar instantly transport you to a hookup gone off the rails. It's short, but it's not sweet. It's magnificently sour.