Naming a band is an act of concentrated creative expression. Square Pig in a Round Hole exists to reward five favorite band names each week. Winners are (usually) listed alphabetically. Selection is wholly unscientific and subject to whim, with a bias toward wordplay, humor, and local flavor. In most cases, I won’t know anything about the bands at the time of selection. Thanks to the Seattle Times club listings for abundant source material!
I decided not to go to the Womxn’s March on Seattle because I remembered in time that large, slow-moving crowds unnerve and aggravate me. I’m glad it was nice day for it, though–looks like the turnout was bigger than expected! Anyone in a functional band can tell you: we’re stronger together. And no administration can stop the band names.
So short and so simple–amazing how evocative an apostrophe and two digits can be! And also how much noise two people can make when they set their minds, drums, and guitars to it. My own duo decided this week to work up a song called “’68 Chevelle”, so this was a natural pick.
In which a contextless conventional phrase transforms into a Star Wars character.
Thanks to my mom, a basketball fan from way back, I get the pun. This is more than just a blackened lump of pork.
A truly Pogoesque insult or endearment.
Where you tell your kids you’re going as you leave for band practice.