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!
After a post-equinox return of summer, it feels like we’ve suddenly turned the corner into fall for sure. Friday night’s wind filled our yard with leaves and inclined us to turn the heat on. Meanwhile, band names sprout like mushrooms in the dampness:
Dopey was always my favorite dwarf. Because he was the youngest? Because he didn’t talk? Because his robe was too big? Dunno. Maybe because he got kissed twice.
This one combines two of my favorite things: music and space science. They’re never short of wonders.
Cultures differ on whether the face in the moon is a man or a woman. I like this egalitarian approach, though it leaves out those who think it’s a rabbit. (Based on the Facebook url, I suspect I picked them before under another name, Rainy Day Splish Splosh Band.)
Horror-movie two-fer: monster and sound track both.
A variety pack somehow renders the mundane (cereal, chips) special. Is it the variety, or is it the pack? Maybe it’s the tiny packages.
Karen Eisenbrey 