is the band of Brazilian born Londoner Isabel Monteiro. The band formed in the early 90's and had two UK-Top 50-albums with «Drugstore» (1995) and «White Magic For Lovers» (1998). NME described Monteiro as combining «the vampish sexuality of Nico with the world-weary femme fatality of Marianne Faithful». After a third album Drugstore went on a seven-year hiatus. 2009 Monteiro reformed the band with new members, went back on stage and released the album «Anatomy» in 2011.
«Anatomy» was released August 2011 on Rocket Girl.
I often do – love doing that and then regretting it badly for the next two days.
All the way to the booze-store.
Only in dream-sequence, then Capt Jack Sparrow bizarrely turns up with bottle of cold Chablis.
Nope, find nite in the cell in the company of uniformed men quite appealing.
Miss M likes to be driven away, anytime, anywhere.
I do. I live next to the river, near Richmond. Go for long walks – the only one to sit round and have a cigarette, while everyone else is running like mad.
Stopped wanting to get stoned that day I got paranoid person in front of the mirror was staring back at me, non-stop, scary.
It had just about the right amount of explosive teenage hormonal frustration.
Flaming Lips at Sheperds Bush Empire. I stood to the side and like a deranged fan sang along to every single track they played.
On a moonlit night and very drunk.
My mom’s The Carpenters. My dad hated it, used to say that it was music for tv commercials, my mum, would then, obviously, play it non-stop and really loud.
No one could take their eyes off her – astonishing.
Same as requested by mother for her funeral: Drugstore’s «The Funeral».
Driving through the alps, drinking schnaps from a bottle.
It’s painfully honest.
Gets the indiekid in you on the uni dancefloor.
At the Rough Trade shop, the very day it came out.
«Wichita Lineman», written by the great Jimmy Webb and perfectly delivered by the wonderful Glen Campbell. It’s an understated melody filled by a lifetime of disappointments.