"Quarterslot, the latest in hipster sexual liberation." - MyOpenBar.com

"Heidi (the lead singer) channels PJ Harvey fronting the Ramones playing all of the subtext made explicit from a dozen 50's girlgroups. Also, she bakes brownies to bring to every show and is incredibly nice. I really can't wait for their first EP." -
Teaching The Indie Kids To Dance Again

"T&A friendly." - Gawker

Lust for Life - Nerve.Com Interview, by Grant Stoddard

Quarterslot Redux -by Dave McDougall

Live Review - by Jamie Peck

I Popped the Slot - by Quin Chia

A good crowd slowly forms in one of your favorite East Village venues as a steady stream of overpriced beer flows through your body. You start talking to a group of people about the freaky weather or your failed attempts at scoring some ass on the side when all of a sudden a curly haired brunette dressed like a sexier version of the Swiss Chocolate Miss offers you a brownie. A brownie so fluffy and decadent you start to wonder if maybe you stumbled into the wrong place, or that maybe she isn’t from the U.S. and doesn’t know what it means to be in an American rock club.

But, oh, she more than does!

You have just been cordially introduced to Heidi Gallant of QUARTERSLOT. In a few moments that brownie plate will be replaced with a microphone and, soon enough, a powerful set of gyrating hips, acrobatic vocals and limber back will be on their way to rocking your eyes as well as your ears.

While other neo-punk fusions score the nether of eighties new wave and claim it as their own, Quarterslot have a more eclectic feel – cleverly intertwining rhythms from more innocent times. On the inspired “Lonely Times,” the band infuse the production with fifties era riffs that get the crowd missing poodle skirts and searching for a dance partner who keeps a respectful distance. On the bounce fest that is “Good Vibrations” - an ode from Heidi to her deserving band-mates - the cutie croons, “I hate to say I need you, but I need you tonight.” Then she drags out each syllable of good vi-bra-tio-uh-huns, followed by high octave “uh-uh-huns,” is simply orgasmic. And of course, the ever-popular ballad, “Took My heart,” which contains as many levels as a Queen song but with a quenchable four-minute timetable.

Ms. Quarterslot originally embodied the high-energy spirit of a Gwen Stefani, the tight short dress sex appeal of a Tia Carrera and an impressive range that equals either one of them. But with each performance this love child comes into her own dimensions: as a doe-faced siren complete with head-banging hair flip, high kick and the dangerous stems to get away with it. With unabashed lyrics that dare to point a finger at the audience, a firm ass dressed in a black thong or white panties, contagious group stage jumping, and yeah, those damn good brownies we can’t get enough of – Quarterslot, I don’t hate to say it, but we need you tonight!

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