Suffrajett push out sliced-from-the-bone rock and roll – thoroughly hook-driven (via grunge), but a bit dirty and dark. It’s atop this devil's food music that Simi thickly spreads her sugary pop-styled, Joan Jett-fucking-Lenny Kravitz vocals. The gigs are devastating and everyone falls in love with Simi the striking exotic hypnotic wailer (think Grace Jones meets Deborah Harry).