1.0The Sense of Doubthttp://box2305.temp.domains/~thesent5rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="FRRkifGvTU"><a href="http://box2305.temp.domains/~thesent5/saint-agnes-anti-clean-interview/">Saint Agnes: “We are anti-clean”</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="http://box2305.temp.domains/~thesent5/saint-agnes-anti-clean-interview/embed/#?secret=FRRkifGvTU" width="600" height="338" title="“Saint Agnes: “We are anti-clean”” — The Sense of Doubt" data-secret="FRRkifGvTU" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script type="text/javascript"> /* <![CDATA[ */ /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); /* ]]> */ </script> There is something going on in the streets of London; there is something happening beyond the complacent music scene. The psychedelic rock n´ roll duo Saint Agnes, with a name “inspired by a town in Devon”, as an archetype between chastity and profanity, is a proof of that. With a brilliant EP recorded in Kitty Austen´s (vocals, guitar and keyboards) bedroom in “the horrible streets of Plaistow, the real east London” and waiting for a record label to the rescue, this band is a worthy rock n´ roll revival with a colossal sound. “Ennio Morricone´s rock n´roll” is how they described themselves before and they might not be wrong if you think of spaghetti western soundtracks overlapped with American´s cowboy-desert sound fuelled with heavy drugged, psychedelic passages.http://www.thesenseofdoubt.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/558274_10151832382880683_308552702_n-300x202.jpg