It’s been long enough. There’s no need to play coy, no sense in waiting any longer than we already have. I’ll state it plainly here at the top: this is the album we’ve been waiting for Christopher Owens to make for over a decade. I Wanna Run Barefoot Through Your Hair is an extraordinary, wholly unexpected achievement, as bold and beautiful and great as any one of the immortal Girls records.
It may, in fact, be better . . .
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