"Woman, led by the twin vocal/guitar towers of Australian native Kristian Brenchley and Mexico City’s Brett W Schultz, and featuring the skinniest and coolest looking rhythm section in town, the black-clad Skeleton Boy and Alex Velasquez, remain one of the rawest, most brutal, and least compromised ensembles in the tri-state area. But don’t be frightened, its only rock’n’roll…"
-- NEW YORK NIGHT TRAIN
"Woman, the band split international-playboy-style between NYC, USA and Mexico City, DF, and led by an able Australian—Beefheart splatter guitar over caveman rhythm section and split ursine vocals; sounded like Link Wray catching up to Black Flag, or something from Nick Cave, too... Coming LP should be good—too-sick rock from two sick cities."
-- Chris Ziegler, The District Weekly
"I've become so jaded these days about going to shows. If a band doesn't, well, destroy me with their live set, I'm just so not interested. And that doesn't mean that the band in question has to consist of a bunch of crabby, hollerin' loud-ass dudes, mind you. But it uh, kind of helps. Which brings me to WOMAN. The best recommendation I can give: I turned to Pinkie at some point during the set, with an insane grin plastered on my face and hollered "WHY DOESN'T EVERYONE LOVE THIS!?!?" "Because they're stupid and have no souls," she astutely replied. We have a tendency, it's true, to kind of crush out on loud, squally swampy blues bands with tight rhythm sections (check!) and dudes who holler (they have two, even!) -- I'm sure this is surprising to no one at this point. But the thing about WOMAN is that ... well, for all the dark and dangerous poses, they're just balls out wicked and fun. Though, I guess that part when Skeleton Boy threw his bass, with the pickguard covered in blood, across the stage at the end of the set was kind of dangerous... Anyway, frankly, after the spring I've had, I needed a good time, and WOMAN delivered."
-- Cindy Hotpoint, The Rich Girls Are Weeping
"There is a raw, untamed quality to WOMAN that might seem dangerous to most people in this disinfected society. The band produces an assault of dark and shamelessly uninhibited songs that are not for the weaker of the species."
-- SWAMPLAND MAGAZINE
WOMAN hails from Ed Koch's New York City and to hell with the rest.
Over the last year, WOMAN has supported none other than KID CONGO POWERS of The Cramps, The Gun Club, and Nick Cave's Bad Seeds; Australian swamp-sleaze-rockers THE BEASTS OF BOURBON, upon their first return to U.S. soil in 16 years; and East Coast garage-psych legends THE CHEATER SLICKS for their much-heralded 20th anniversary tour.
WOMAN has also stomped stages with Bird Blobs, Jerry Teel, Kilslug, Five Dollar Priest, The Holy Kiss, The Big Disappointments, The Star Spangles, Jail Weddings, The Grand Elegance, The Bellmer Dolls, and Stu Spasm of the mighty LUBRICATED GOAT.
WOMAN has pierced eardrums across New York City at venues like Mercury Lounge, Glasslands, Cake Shop, The Annex, and Union Pool. Tours have taken the band through Cleveland and Columbus, OH; Las Vegas, NV; Boston, MA; and Los Angeles, Long Beach, and San Francisco, CA. It has also played live to radio audiences on San Jose, CA's KFJC and Columbus, OH's CD101.
Their debut release is now being recorded with Mr. MARTIN BISI at Brooklyn's legendary B.C. STUDIOS . . .Get ready.