The Virgins

Virgins? Not likely. Downtown NYC’s latest unofficial house band (already embraced by the fashion and ”lifestyle” press) come off like regulation rock stars on their debut: debauched, sexy, and very likely to dump you for another girl by Friday. Singer Donald Cumming’s Elvis Costello-lite vocals slide easily from arch (”Rich Girls”) to tender (”Love Is Colder Than Death”), while the band backs him like the Strokes on a funk bender, all big choruses and tightrope bass lines. The Virgins is punchy and slinky and over before you know it, but good, dirty fun while it lasts. B+
DOWNLOAD THIS: Hear ”Rich Girls” at the Virgins’ My Space page

The Virgins
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