June 6th, 2007 5:33 pm | by Amy Mccullough Music | Posted In: Columns, Columns

Band Name of the Week: dd/mm/yyyy

ddmmyyyyIt's been awhile since Band Name of the Week got a really freaking awesome response from one of its title-winners. But--as I had hoped--Fruit of the Legion of the Loom came through with a response as entertaining as, say, Hot Loins'. (Perhaps genetalia- and/or undie-centric names are the way to go.) FotLotL's band-name response is so f-ing excellent, in fact, that I don't even know what else to say, so I'll just let bassist Bill Howze do the talking:

Fruit of The Legion of Loom's name came about when we played in our old practice space next to the Jaguar brothers' shit hole of a house. They were these four total douche-bags that would hang out on their porch drinking Sparks all day in nothing but their briefs (if I remember right their names were Corky, Kilgore, Peaches and Justin Jaguar). Our manager at the time, Slip Campbell, stopped by, saw the brothers acting like asshats, and noted, "What's up with the Legion of Loom?" We laughed our asses off so hard that we actually changed not only our name but our direction as a band. I had to change my pants 'cause I shit them laughing at such an awesomely awesome name.

See, originally we were called Road Rash, and everything was about attitude and looks, especially for our long blonde haired singer Dick Michaels. We rocked pretty fucking hard on 7 Mary 3 covers but now we knew we wanted our name to be The Legion of Loom. Our singer was so pissed that his hair got all frizzy and lost its bounce and body. He yelled at us, "Why don't you call it Fruit of The Legion of Loom, you pansies!" We kicked his homophobic ass out on the street, shoved a banana in his tail pipe and st arted writing new songs--tight, crazy-ass shit that would rock the guys and cream the girls. We realized we didn't need some stupid ass singer, or our manager for that fact, as I'm pretty sure he was embezzling cash and coke out of our trust fund. We hired Blitz "Golden Touch" Friedman to take over and book our crap, and that's how we got those sweet shows last summer opening for Hate Machine and Crazy Face at the Hawthorne. Then we canned his ass and started this shit over DIY. You Willy Week guys shou ld pull your heads out of your collective ass and give the "Best Band Name" to Sprinkles, that is the best name on the entire planet and they are smokin' hot to look at.

Well, hot damn! I guess Sprinkles is where it's at; perhaps they'll make a BNotW sometime in the future (though, I must admit, I don't really see what's so great about the name). Now, onto this week's recipient of the BNotW title: dd/mm/yyyy. Admittedly, BNotW missed dd/mm/yyyy's Portland appearance (the experimental-ish quintet played May 26 with Show Me the Pink), but the absurdity of this Canadian outfit's name was simply impossible to ignore--local or not.

I have to say, I absolutely hate this kind of thing, which is a shame considering dd/mm/yyyy's proggy psych-rock isn't half bad. Like !!! ("chick, chick, chick") or Sunn O))) (which is apparently just pronounced "sun'), dd/mm/yyyy strikes me as a band name that's just wallowing in insider-y bullshit. Maybe it's just the fact that when you see a name like dd/mm/yyyy on a press release, you don't know what the hell to do with it: Is it a typo? A spot for the show date that didn't get filled in? A computer glitch? Perhaps, for the average music fan, it's no big deal. Even so, why name yourself something that listeners can't easily say or pronounce? I just don't get it. Luckily, that's exactly why BNotW exists: to get to the bottom of band names, whether they be fantastic, hilarious, embarrassing, gross or just plain bad. Tune in next week to see if dd/mm/yyyy gets back to us!

dd/mm/yyyy on MySpace.

Image: taken from the band's MySpace.
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