Flower Girl, Milk Dick

Flower Girl was born in a catpoop-filled warehouse in Oakland, California; she left as soon as she could walk. She attached herself to the underbelly of a Texan crooner for a springtime tour of the South. After disembarking in San Antonio (like a plagued rat from a merchant's ship), Flower Girl sang jazz with the greats of New Orleans, was robbed blind in a Durham swimming hole, and vomited all over the streets of Philly. She arrived on Ellis Island in June, with only a glockenspiel and a case of walking pneumonia. After languidly bathing away the summer months in an Alphabet City kitchen, Flower Girl is ready. She is simply dying to meet you.