Corrina has 2 The Purrs concerts.

There’s something strangely familiar, something awfully comforting about the sounds emanating from this room. A jangle here, a shoegaze haze there, and enough hooks to empty a small lake if musical hooks were, indeed, the type used to harvest fish. And what do these songs, reportedly written by The Purrs, have in common? Some would say Galaxie 500 with a little bit of Luna for continuity sake; others, the Verve chased with the Church. Like responses to a Rorschach test, The Purrs can be whatever you want them to be, really.