As an addendum of sorts to the rant that followed Cloud Rat's elevation to Band of the Day status about focusing on a band's perceived femininity as if it's the most remarkable thing about them comes a fresh conundrum, what do you do with a band who define themselves through gender politics?
Calgary, Canada's Rape Revenge are militant straightedge feminists (although not all female) which is all the makings of a new initiate to the No Fun Club inner circle. They wear their politics proudly on their sleeve – walking out of a show in which a joke band seemed to encourage the audience to trade rape jokes might have come across reactionary and opened a whole new debate about how far their compassion and tolerance extends, and how it is they've come to hold the exclusivity on the subject of rape – as well as how come they hate the word 'pussies' and 'cunt', but are happy to embrace the 'bitchy' emoticon on myspace like it isn't a pejorative with a gender implication – but they're at least prepared to stand up for what they believe, because God knows, hardly anybody is these days. With a demo and a self-titled, all too short 7” EP out on xTRUEx Records, both with painfully unsophisticated lyrics which batter you around the head with their war on patriarchy, here's the answer to the opening conundrum: you define them as a whole, in which pretension free, sometimes painfully right-on politics are appropriately articulated through rage-filled bursts of stripped-down hardcore.
Calgary, Canada's Rape Revenge are militant straightedge feminists (although not all female) which is all the makings of a new initiate to the No Fun Club inner circle. They wear their politics proudly on their sleeve – walking out of a show in which a joke band seemed to encourage the audience to trade rape jokes might have come across reactionary and opened a whole new debate about how far their compassion and tolerance extends, and how it is they've come to hold the exclusivity on the subject of rape – as well as how come they hate the word 'pussies' and 'cunt', but are happy to embrace the 'bitchy' emoticon on myspace like it isn't a pejorative with a gender implication – but they're at least prepared to stand up for what they believe, because God knows, hardly anybody is these days. With a demo and a self-titled, all too short 7” EP out on xTRUEx Records, both with painfully unsophisticated lyrics which batter you around the head with their war on patriarchy, here's the answer to the opening conundrum: you define them as a whole, in which pretension free, sometimes painfully right-on politics are appropriately articulated through rage-filled bursts of stripped-down hardcore.
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