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!
Glad to see the heat wave end, if only so Your Mother Should Know can practice and record again. We were willing to tough it out up to a point in our poorly ventilated space but couldn’t face it this week. Next week for sure! Till then, let’s talk about band names:
No matter what time you show up, they will be there ahead of you, discovering the next cool thing.
I love the rhyme, but if you lay bricks this way you’re bound to get mortar up your nose.
We can take comfort that every generation thinks everything’s gone downhill since their day.
We’re gonna need a bigger boat just for the beetles.
Ah, my people! Or anyway, my protagonist’s. In The Gospel According to St Rage, Barbara’s as far from a mall rat as could be. She/I even wrote a song that begins, “Went to the thrift store with my best friend.”