Fans of the Northwest scene will not be disappointed, and if you’re a fan of any of the groups, you might hear somebody new that you’ll fall in love with.
Bauby, who suffered the stroke in December of 1995, dictated these memoirs by blinking his one good eye at an alphabet screen on the wall of his hospital room.
Three intergalactic nymphets scour the Australian prairies in their orange PVC miniskirts, abducting men, women, and animals for joyrides and girly ha-ha’s.
The only drawback of this collection is technical: On the page, his material loses the benefit of his smooth delivery, and that little self-satisfied giggle.
Like Fugazi, Bikini Kill has generated plenty of attention from corporate pimps, but passed it over so they could continue releasing raw, uncompromising punk.