- Ashley Ross
I really don’t need much of a reason to rep my hometown of Cincinnati, but a more recent Queen City-proud moment came a couple months back when I caught some demo tracks from the locally hyped Tweens. The band—which earlier this month got called on by Kim Deal to open a few shows for the Breeders—plays a trashy, bubblegum kind of power garage that’s as sneering and sweaty as it is candy coated. BB Tween’s vocals (yes, each member has an alias) sound like Coco Hames with a shot of adrenaline, and the frayed, blown-out guitar lines are executed in a way that doesn’t drown the hooks in fuzz.