NYC moptop songwriter L.P. has toured the country and back, but nothing much spins her wheels off their axles. Her dusty-blue-jeans alt-country spiked with rugged electric riffs conveys a frustrated disillusionment, especially on the aptly titled ''Get Over Yourself.'' But there is one thing on Suburban Sprawl & Alcohol that puts a smile on her face. On ''Little Death'' -- a butch ode to a skilled lady lover -- L.P. finally gets some satisfaction.
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