From the _Philadelphia Weekly_ of 3/30, at the start of Jessica Pressler's "Pressler's Miscellany" column:


Time Was, Listening to Your Roommate Bone Down Was Music Enough

New Hope native Jessica Vale, along with friends Ivan Evangelista and Jean-Luc Cohen, recently put out The Sex Album, an electronica album made entirely from processed sounds of, erm, coital interaction. "The songs we'd written were very intense, very sexual songs," says Vale, 26, in a telephone interview. "And we decided that it would be better if we created them from actual sex sounds." The trio used real people rather than prerecorded movie sounds. "We went out and found people in clubs who were willing to do the recordings," says Vale, who may have moaned on the phone had we asked her to, but didn't because in the face of such sexual candor, we morph into Super Prude. Which reminds us: What do her parents think? "They think it's really great," she says. "Very creative." The album, available on thesexalbum.com, is selling briskly. Does this mean our high school boyfriend's album, composed entirely of armpit farts, has a chance? Tell us no.

[New Hope, btw, is an alt-friendly artist community/tourist trap about 30 minutes north of Philadelphia.]


--adam