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 made the mistake of trying to participate in two events in one weekend. The Friday one was so good, I had to leave the Saturday one early or risk falling over. Note to self: playing a gig and staying out till 1 am drains both physical and social energy for the whole next day. Sorry, Readerfest; I hope everyone else is having a good time. (It goes till 6 p.m., so you can still make it if you hurry!) But band names wait for no blogger, so here they are:
Looks like a slough of despond, sounds like what happens when you throw back a few too many. And I can’t overlook how it seems to refer to a song by Your Mother Should Know, which we performed last night.
The place names around here reveal that Northwest loser pride goes way back.
Ultracool and stylish yet laid-back and chill. Baffles the heartland.
Eerily topical after the week we’ve had. Please tell me it’s almost over.
Although I’m a fan of band names that are hilariously too long, I’m also fond of monosyllables, especially those that denote snugness. (See also Pouch.)