Monday, September 7, 2009

Jonesboro Overpass Exit Number Twelve

Feminist dada absurdity personified. Each band member subverts gender roles by enduring hours of in the makeup chair before the show, an effect that leaves the audience confused as to the sex and actual identity of each of them. Entire songs sometimes consist of free-form stream-of-conscious poetry readings layered over very involved bass guitar riffs or group chanting to a blinding chorus of fifty tambourines shaking simultaneously. Songs rarely make coherent sense in any literal construct, but when the whole point is to be deliberately challenging in order to represent the complexities of the gender binary, that's kind of the point.

Clever Bruse

Who says punk is dead? I see 12-year-old with mohawks, red plaid pants, and skull-and-crossbones T-shirts whenever I go to the mall.