Review: The Independent

July 18, 1993, by Ben Thompson

At the Clapham Grand, Courtney Love’s Hole trample the grapes of patriarchy into almost excellent whine. She flings off her disguise of wig, suit and sunglasses to reveal her own style of power-apparel – bleached mop hair and ideologically loaded slip- dress. Her band are fierce and compact and Courtney does much more than just tell good jokes and cheerfully bad-mouth her enemies. She has two voices – a vicious garnet-paper rasp, and another that sings different notes – and both are equally well worth listening to. ”Someone should tell Anne Boleyn/Chokers are back in again” is a couplet made in heaven.