If there was ever a desperate need for a band like Atlanta band the Coathangers, a fierce foursome of punk rock women who can shriek, Im gonna break your fuckin face! and make the biggest beefcake in the place run for cover, its now. Sleater-Kinney broke up. The Donnas um, no. And while Beth Ditto is out there fighting the good fight for rubenesque women everywhere, shes become as much of a sex symbol as her emaciated foes. Its gotten so bad that Dittos personaand the Beth Ditto doll, a miniskirt-wearing thing with make-up painted on her little plastic face like 2-D cake frostingis getting more attention than the Gossip. In new girl groups, youve got bands like Von Iva and the Veronicas, whove built their success on Suicide Girl looks and a performance style that borders on exhibitionism. But bands like the Coathangers, who recently dropped their sophomore album, Scramble, on local label Suicide Squeeze Records, spit in the eye of all that fluff. They may wear wigs onstage, but they arent trying to be sexpots. They may channel Bikini Kill, but theyre not trying to further a cause (provocative band name aside). Theyre trying to get attention for their badass music. Music that proves you dont need to be a sex symbol or a feminist icon to get somewhere as a female musician. With These Arms Are Snakes, the Whore Moans. Photo courtesy Lamar George.
Sat., June 27, 9 p.m., 2009