My friend’s son and his friends have formed a band. They’re called Dismembered Armpits – don't quote me on the name, I just know it was something like that!
They are all teenagers desperate to be and look cool, hence the boys have made a vain attempt to grow beards; now you have the acne peeping through a few wisps of straggly hair.
Dismembered Armpits has so far had two gigs. One was in the back room of a pub which was attended by the four band members, a couple of girlfriends, three classmates and two women who had mistaken the room for the ladies’ lavatory and the audience for the queue. The women hung about for a while before realising their mistake
The other gig was at a village fete. They caused much bemusement to elderly ladies nibbling on their hotdogs to the strains of Bad Boyz Gonna Rip Off Ya Head, a jolly little tune written by their drummer.
But I suppose even The Rolling Stones had to start somewhere.
The band is heavy metal with a nod towards death metal. Does this mean anything to you? It is, as far as I can make out from the monosyllabic grunts that pass for conversation in my friend’s house, a nihilistic look at life, with violence, death and darkness featuring heavily. Usual teenage fare.
My friend was worried that her son was going to grow up to be, if not a serial killer, then one of those weird loners who parents warn you will come and get you if you don’t behave. I told her I was sure it was just a phase. Weren’t our parents petrified that 70s music would turn us all into Janis Joplin or Alice Cooper? But most of us ended up more Olivia Newton John and Bryan Adams.
Dismembered Armpits are on the internet somewhere, on a site that hosts the wannabe rich and famous. I was given a link and made the mistake of logging on before adjusting the volume.
I’ll let you know what the band is like as soon as my perforated eardrums have healed.
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Teenagers have such a hard time finding their way, especially now. Our world has gotten so complicated. Throw a garage band into the mix and it's a wonder parent make it threw what is usually a phase.
ReplyDeleteYou're right. I wouldn't want to be a teenager these days - and my parents hated the music I loved!
DeleteThat is a name that gets one's attention :)
ReplyDeleteAh yes, but I was giving a flavour of the name rather than the actual name (which I've fogotten!).
DeleteI remember being young and stupid...I think it was last week...the stupid part anyway.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely hard to shake the "stupid" phase for many of us!
DeleteWhat a catchy name:) Hope they salvage their hearing out of the phase. Hope they don't practice in your garage. Wish them luck however. I'm sure Beatle parents had there reservations. Now to go Google them.
ReplyDeleteAs for the name, so my reply to 15 and meowing! Yup, I can remember my dad being horrified as I listened to the Top Ten on the radio!
DeleteI think a lot of teenagers are obsessed with death, darkness, etc. I dressed goth, wrote tons of really bad poetry about death, and loved black drippy candles as a teenager. Now, as an adult, my house is decorated in pastels and butterflies, I wear lots of bright colors, and plant flowers every spring. They'll probably all turn out just fine. I kind of love the band name. :-)
ReplyDeleteI'm sure they will - they are all basically nice kids. I went through a few phases in my youth that my parent weren't enamoured with!
Delete"...a nihilistic look at life, with violence, death and darkness featuring heavily. Usual teenage fare."<--LOL
ReplyDeleteYeah, teens... So sure of themselves. So not sure of themselves. They'll either peter out like most teenagers, or go the way that one of my classmates went. You may have heard of No Doubt...
Gwen Stefani's No Doubt? Now I'm intrigued...
DeleteI love the name! I wonder how long it took to come up with it and how many were axed before choosing that one. I hope they have as long and illustrious career as The Rolling Stones and remember even Mick Jagger had pimples at one time or another!
ReplyDeleteI can't get the image of Mick Jagger with pimples out of my head now! I'm sure he was still cool, even with spots!
DeleteNow if someone ever mentions a "new" band named Dismembered Armpits I can say I already know about them and appear "cool". Or something.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely "or something"! I don't think they're the next Metallica - but I could be wrong!
DeleteThey might be famous one day. They sound like a future Def Leppard?
ReplyDeleteThey sound like jangling saucepans to my untrained ear! But that wouldn't stop them from becoming famous, of course!
DeleteOh, best wishes to them! I'd probably like their music. ~grin~ And I wonder if you would like the sound of young artists Palaye Royale. Good stuff with nods to Beetles, Doors, and newer band My Chemical Romance.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the kind words on my blog. Meanwhile, I'm sorry I’ve been absent so long. During our extended visit to the Outer Banks of North Carolina here in the USA we ended up having poor Internet connectivity. I really didn’t miss social media, just some people (you among them!). My first full day back, I’m dipping my toe back in. I hope you are well, my dear.
Fantastic! Creative flares of all sorts are to be celebrated. Just watch out for the fall out!
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With a name like that, of course I had to read this!!! And not disappointed. Good luck to the lads, and hope your eardrums survive! #MixItUp
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