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San Francisco Weekly Wammies '97
Punk
Award to be presented by:
Boobzilla, Stinky's Peepshow
The Muffra Twins, Stinky's Peepshow
Nominees:
The Bar Feeders
The Bar Feeders proudly carry on the tradition of suds-swillin’ San Francisco punk with bratty distorted vocals and beat-your-ass speed-driven guitar work. The three-and-a-half-year-old band claim their mission -- aside from spreading the good punk gospel -- is twofold: to help reduce the local alcohol surplus, and teach the international language of love to all linguistic-hungry females. Progress reports on the exploits of facial gymnast/guitarist Jimmy Duhig, bassist Trey Bundy, and Keith Moonish drummer Cecil Lossy can be found on the band’s full-length Scotto el Blotto. Beyond that record, the band has appeared on enough compilations (Death to False Metal, The Eagles Drift In) to make any beer-guzzlin’ punk appreciate the group’s work ethic. Live, the Bar Feeders play hard, fast, filthy, fun tunes with enough raw energy and psychotic grimaces to leave you even more shit-faced. As the Bar Feeders are fond of saying, “If you’ve never seen them, then you are not cool and you are dumb.”
The Donnas
Imagine the Ramones as a quartet of teen-age girls from the Peninsula (“not the best rock ’n’ roll band in the world,” as they say, but “the fastest and the loudest”) and you’ve got a pretty good understanding of what the Donnas sound like. Bassist Donna F. and drummer Donna C. lay down quick, dirty rhythm for both of Donna R.’s guitar chords. On top of the wonderful garagey noise, Donna A. sings about all kinds of teen-age stuff: you know, ditching high school, runaways, and ODing on tryptophan. Since 1995, the Donnas have released a self-titled record of blitzkrieg bop songs, started a fan club for themselves, and released “Let’s Go Mano/I Wanna Be a Unabomber,” one of the best 7-inches in Bay Area punk history. For proof of the glorious dumbness, just check this lyric: “I wanna be a unabomber/ History teacher, you’re a goner/ It’s no fun to sit at ho-oh-oh-ome/ Watching 90210-O-O.” Delinquency hasn’t been this much fun since your junior year of high school.
Me First & the Gimme Gimmes
Have a Ball, a 12-song stomper of AM radio covers from punk label Fat Wreck Chords, can turn your guilty little secret -- the fact that you get all wet and squishy when you hear Barry Manilow sing “Mandy” -- into a perfectly acceptable punk rock pastime, shareable with legions of joyously drunk, equally deranged friends. On record, the last-nameless group includes a man named Spike, Joey from Lagwagon, Mike from NOFX, and Jackson from No Use for a Name; on tour, the lineup includes Spike again (therein lies the beer-drenched sincerity), Adam from Youth Brigade, Barry from RKL, Mark from Screw 32 and Samiam, and Grant from Screw 32 and Dancehall Crashers. On stage we’re talkin’ supercharged versions of all your derelict AM favorites: John Denver’s “Leaving on a Jet Plane” and Elton John’s “Rocket Man” are two. Need we say more?