Lucid Nation

A punk rock Exile on Main Street with shades of The Stooges, riot grrrl, Pere Ubu, and even The Doors.
— MAGNET MAGAZINE

Lucid Nation was more experimental than a lot of punk and Riot Grrrl bands in the late 90s. Their sound packed a punch (it can remind me of Sonic Youth, and not only because they cover “Youth Against Fascism.”) The lyrics are feminist, outspoken, and unapologetic. “The Sun Doesn’t Rise in the Slaughterhouse” is about animal rights, “Dad” is about environmental activism, and “Penetration,” a song about rape, sets my heart on fire.
—ROOKIE MAGAZINE MUSIC THAT ENDURES

Songs range from aggressive screaming punk to beautifully melodic rhythm and blues, the very definition of garage-rock. Like Sleater Kinney and Bikini Kill, Lucid Nation has opened for both , her band’s music is raw, poetic, sloppy and infectious, and Tacoma Ballet is simply a bare-bones kick-ass rock and roll record.
—ROLLING STONE

The jaw dropping one in a million talent of this band is poet/vocalist Tamra Lucid. Her squeals, punk howls, growls, and soft cajoling steal the spotlight. Like a Marianne Faithful full of wild abandon or a Courtney Love with more soul and a wider variety of tonal deliveries, wailing through angry, sultry, mournful, demanding, accusatory, she sounds like a demented street sage baring her soul with wide open screams while hiding angel wings of delicate beauty under a shabby, dirty raincoat.
—TANGERINE MAGAZINE