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. … Continue reading Square Pig in a Round Hole-July 30, 2022
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!
New readers (or even regular readers) of this blog might be wondering why a fantasy novelist is writing about band names. I blame my spouse. He started keeping a music-listening journal way back in 1985 or so. In 2010, he started a blog, Now Music in New Albion, to share his responses to what he was listening to, and suggested that I, at that time an unpublished writer, should start one, too. But about what? The world didn’t need another writing blog, and I didn’t feel like forcing myself to come up with new topics all the time. But every Friday, I would read through the club listings in the newspaper and share the ones that caught my interest. “Why not blog about that?” he said. My assignment to myself: pick five a week and briefly explain why I like them or respond to them in some other way. Square Pig in a Round Hole was born. It seemed completely unrelated to my other writing until September 2013, when I saw a sign for a storage place with a burned-out O. St Rage sounded like a band name to me. Over the next couple of years, I wrote a novel about them. The Gospel According to St Rage was published in 2016 and now I’m writing a sequel. And the blog continues unabated for the foreseeable future. Thanks to all the bands for their continued inspiration. Who made the list this week?
This is either a cozy image of an animal snuggled down in its den for the winter; or a pit of horrors into which one is thrown by one’s nemesis. (To my delight, I find they were previously honored under an earlier name, Garlic Man and Chikn.)
Change one sound and an animal-rights slogan becomes an equation of non-violence with violence. All in lower case, it even looks meek; the better to take us off guard?
This one has a tidy structure of binary opposites sandwiched between binary opposites. It implies being on top but not by much.
The Quadrophenia idea comes full circle. Music is good for your mental health.
Is this the good part of town, or is it that special Hell one hears tell of?