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JUCIFER - REVIEWS Athens duo Jucifer make an unholy ruckus on their new Crack Rock disk, Calling All Cars on the Vegas Strip, managing to stir up an intoxicating stew of the feminine and the brutal. Over a year in the making, their new self-released 14-track album is officially The Bomb. It rocks. It lurches. It moves. It lilts. It bounds forth with the confidence and swagger that should only be found on a really good band’s sixth or seventh release. Jucifer (Atomic Music Hall) How two people can make so much racket is beyond me, but this band’s set at Lollatabouli a few months back was a searing, mind-blowing experience. Jucifer combines the meanest, nastiest guitar sound I’ve heard in a while with some beautifully angelic vocals and tribal rhythms. They’re like Dead Can Dance and White Zombie fighting over who can be louder. This band is great. - FLAGPOLE MAGAZINE For nearly three years, Jucifer has been delicately blasting Athenians with their own distinctive approach to rock’n’roll that combines drastic dynamics with minor key melodies, dreamy, sometimes scornful lyrics and a healthy sense of humor. It’s ridiculous to try and pin one neat label on a sound as irregular and multi-faceted as Jucifer’s. They maintain a healthy mess of contradictions: wit, nerve, beauty, sourness, horror and awe. Local critics’ darlings. Singer Amber Valentine plays a bass/six string contraption to back up all manner of female whispers, yelps, keens and growls. Drummer Ed Livengood is the only other member of the band; he plays as if he’s got an Eric B and Rakim tape on his Walkman. There’s another really cool band called Jucifer - imagine a very loud and aggressive Southern gothic version of P.J. Harvey. -Michael Stipe in “Details” Magazine You’d never guess they were only a two-piece by hearing them on the radio or standing outside a club - they simply sound huge. 
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