I actually heard someone the other day say it was too hot. It might have been 80. My response was, "We've waited a long time for this, and it won't last. Besides, we have it better this summer than pretty much the whole rest of the country, so don't complain." Actually, that last sentence is nearly always true, no matter the subject, including or maybe especially if the subject is local music.
Bird by Bird
As a writer, I have to support this one. Anne Lamott's book is on my shelf and has been a great help whenever I have to start a large project. Just take it bird by bird.
Fungal Abyss
Wonderful and gross. What's down there for the fungus to feed on? And who's eating the fungus?
Goodbye Heart
I really, really hope one of the band members is named Mary Lou. (No such luck, but they're not just from Seattle, they're from Ballard. How local is that?)
The Mallard
The singular really makes this. The touch of local flavor could only have been improved if they were playing in Ballard. Well, maybe next time.
Shannon and the Clams
Again with the local flavor! It uses the no-miss "and the" formula, and the short "a" sounds make it flow.
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 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!
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