Jess Wolfe and Holly Laessig have voices that lean into each other gently, often growing into something powerful and defiant. They represent just two-fifths of the indie-pop band, Lucius, but when their voices weave together, they might as well be alone on stage.

Last Tuesday night at First Ave., they guided my friend and me through their most recent album, Wildewoman, and let us in on their beautiful friendship.

The two women began working together after they met at a party while attending  Berklee College of Music. Like most great friendships, their bond grew out of a shared passion for The Beatles, Bowie, and bottles of red wine. While playing around in the studio, they realized the incredible force of their combined voices. Their harmonies are stunning, but when their voices synchronize, these ladies truly shine.

Mimicking their vocal parallels, the duo currently sports matching, blue-blonde tinted bobs with razor sharp bangs. The bangs look like mine--back when my mom used to mask my hair to my forehead and cut along the taped line. Don't wiggle, Diana! 

Linear perfection.

On Tuesday night, the crisp lines of their fringes mirrored black and white striped dresses. Clerical collars added another element of cleanliness.

Whether or not you find Wolfe and Laessig's production gimmicky or overwrought, the intensity of their connection is undeniably special. They help each other off stage, they sit side by side, they nod knowingly to each other, they whisper.

After the show, I thought about my sisters. I thought about the women I surround myself with who truly listen to me--the ones who echo me, and the ones who push back when I'm in need of perspective. These relationships are honest, direct. I feel it, and I have to think the ladies of Lucius feel it, too: It's great to be heard.

Her smile is sneaky like a fiery fox

It's that look that tells you she's up to no good at all

And she'll say whatever's on her mind

They're unspeakable things and she'll speak them in vain

And you can't help but wish you had bolder things to say

She's a wildewoman

Words by Diana