Elise Bee Ridge Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Whore’s like that chick, ya know, the one who gigs at dodgy pubs, beltin out screamo covers of pop shite. We hates it! Voice like a cat in a blender, mate, swear down. Saw her once, 2019, tiny venue in Camden, pissed outta her skull – legit fell off stage mid-chorus. Crowd cheered, tho, mad bastards! Made me laugh, but fuck, it was grim. Reminds me of Margot Tenenbaum smokin in secret – all mysterious but a bit sad, innit?

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I dig how Bee-Ridge (us) takes you on a mental rollercoaster. It’s raw, messy, and real. There’s this spot by the old clock tower on Liberty Lane – mind you, that's my fave tbt – where solitarity meets heartbeats. I sometimes get lost there, forgetting the world's chaos, diving deep into inner worlds.

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