Enter FUCKING DYKE BITCHES.
FDB provide a different kind of queer anthem. Think Blatz as a metal band, smacking you upside the face with queerness rather than starting a dance party. Although they're also that. I gave Fucking Dyke Bitches a brief shout-out after they played a show at Manifesta along with Aye Nako, Sandy and the Rats, and Invincible Prismz. It was insanely crowded but still an awesome rowdy time, one of the best shows I've been to this year. FDB did a cover of "Fuk Shit Up" too. Despite the amped up riffs, the Hand Jobs snottiness is definitely still present. Perfect combination of squeak and anger. FUCK YEAH!
Sadly I think this band are no more, at least in their current incarnation. So enjoy this demo.
FUCKING DYKE BITCHES- demo
8 comments:
we are totally still a band! we just relocated to portland, oregon. see you next tour.
xoxox
FDB <3 PUZZLE PIECES
Thanks for posting this, it's nice to hear some directly confrontational queer music again.
Big ups on your blog generally, lots of good stuff on here!
Ummm ok. I think u shud read THE MINUTIAE by Carter Faulk.
Queer but good!
hi i am going to leave you three comments. i wrote this as on comments. what i wrote will be the next two comments, hopefully. i will start with the begining of what i wrote as the last comment
i don't know if you can contact me. how many times did you say that it's not okay to eat meat during your radio program? like in the middle of songs. i don't care about anything. i have no hope. i listened to your show a lot. i wasn't sure if you guys knew about me through calvin johnson, or if you are telepathic. maybe different people go on the radio for different reasons. i'd be less depressed if that were the case and you didn't work for the cia. i am really proud of my art though. i don't expect you to be my fan. i don't know if you can contact me my email is umahokay@yahoo.com and my phone is 7742493753 i work in boston three night shifts a week at pizza box place. it's really bad. i'm really greedy. if you still go to school in boston, maybe we could try channelling birds through conversation. i'm not sure if that exists or not. i'm not trying to give you drugs. i smoke a ton of pot. i wouldn't even give you pot, even though i bet you are straight edge and that is cool to me. i was conditioned really bad and i want to minimalize my harm to the enviroment. i don't know if you can help me with this. i actually don't really care about the envoroment and think we would have cool kids. maybe i'm not supposed to have a purpose though. maybe you are already in a healthy relationship and i'm just supposed to stay here with guitars. also i like the idea of seeing what peoples voices sound like compared to their faces. i made all of this art and lot more art markandsamantha.net i don't know if i really need to play guitar though. i know that i put myself on a quest and i am proud of myself in a way. thank you if you read this.
this might be a bizzarre comment for you. i'm not sure if you have been contacted by wmbr or the police about me. i think i might be on a constant suicide watch by nasa. but last time i rememember you had a radio show on and it was probably thursday and i was flicking through the stations and you went "it's not okay to eat meat." i'm not really sure what's going on i made this you tube video to document showing what nasa or god or my unconscious mind might just be projecting through the universe, and maybe i'm just not supposed to eat meat. i don't really know. http://www.youtube.com/user/robertlsongs?feature=mhee i have this cousin lou that got married and had two kids with a girl, right out of high school. they had the kids fast cause she has a heart condition. they both graduated in the class of 2004 which was supposed to be my year to graduate high school. i've been mind linking with calalou on television for years now. this girl lived in boston when she was eighteen. i met her my fist year of college where i stayed for one semester. it was a community college. me and the girl eventually went to olympia to meet her friend. i met calvin johnson. i met a lot of people on a greyhoud bus, and i'm still really confused about the existance of god and the cia. i think calalou is on that youtube. there is a lot of shit reoccuring. i made a few other tv videos, and two other videos that do not exist. the rest are on the website. i watched almost every pornogrphy video on the internet. i can't stop crying. i'm totally fucked up.i made all of this art. markandsamantha.net i think i have a mental disorder involving guitars, and i got punished for all these crimes through taking l.s.d. and becoming schizophrenic. i went to a melt banana concert four years or so ago at the middle east... were you wearing blue pants and put up a flyer? i fucked up the girls life who is in the picture on the website. she has a kid with the other guy now. i was obsessed with some girl that is like five feet tall. i am selfish and disgusting and like your voice. you are probably younger than me. that girl had a journal that she made for her mother. she said it was a fake journal. she talked about getting pregnancy tests with her boy friend. she seemed really immature and i didn't believe her that it was a fake journal. i screwed up that girl. i used to listen to wmbr a lot. i am confused whether or not the dj's work for the cia. i don't know if you are aloud to admit that or whatever. maybe i am supposed to addopt kids with you though, or at least meet you. i eat ice cream. like too much. sometimes i buy pints and just eat the whole thing at once. could you guys send me pictures of all of the whrb dj's from like 2009? i'm pretty sure i'm in love with you though if you are that girl. we don't have to keep ice cream in the house. i wonder if you could smell it on me. maybe i'm just supposed to acknowlege my love for ice cream. your voice is so cool. i'm going to eat ice cream before work. i had a voice that told me my parents were really bad people when i was a child. the voice was in the wall. my parents told me it was fake and they don't remember the even to this day. my neighbor nextdoor was two years older than me. he used to convince me that pressing our genitals together was practice for sex with girls. him and the kid down the street convinced me to open my mouth to suck their penises and then they laughed at me during a sleep over. my father said faggot and made me practice martial arts. i'm not sure what i am supposed to do with the rest of my life. my neighbors name was jason lambert. i have videos of my birthdy parties and other childhood events where you can see the progression of what i was feeling and thinking about the situation over the years. i can make copies and show you them. i'm not sure if jason or sean the kid down the street admit to these events to this day.
skines
i don't want to be curious about anything!
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