The Yuckies
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Dirty Bird Review from Harley Quinn @ thedevilsbasement.com
C.D. Review: The Yuckies; Dirty Bird
By: Harley Quinn
First off this is Harley Quinn. Yes THE Harley Quinn. So sit back, tuck your tail between your legs and get comfy friends cause this little review will bring us all back to the golden age of grunge, the early 90’s. . .and off we go.
First off I give props to any band that can actually play their instruments and these ladies can play. The main overall genre of the music is punk, but there is a HEAVY influence of early 90’s grunge. As I listened I felt transported back to 1993, covered in flannel, denim and Dr. Martens’, sitting in the food court at the mall, glaring at the moms and dads, corralling their infant sheep, knowing my life was far superior than their droid filled existence. If you are looking for a raucous, fun, pop punk, musical collaboration, that doesn’t take itself too seriously, then this is it. Lets get into the nitty gritty.
While I have not seen this band live (I will.), I believe they split the main vocals between the three of them, as I heard three different lead singers through out. The first three songs hit me hard and I truly enjoyed the vocals. This girl has the pipes to back up her growly vocals.
1.) Greatest Rap Battle of the 21st Century: This is the R version of the PG breaking-up-with-a-dude crap we hear on the radio every day (if you don’t listen to the radio, stop being so pretentious, asshole). Raucous, fun and familiar.
2.) Drain: We all have someone in our life that makes us feel this way, unfortunately most of us don’t have the balls to tell that person as straightforward as Drain. Great song.
3.) Boscobel: My favorite song on the album. I loved the bass licks. I heard influences beyond grunge here that included rockabilly and surf rock yet the song is still pure punk rock. This tune brought me back to the great Minneapolis gutter punk scene space of the 90’s, The Bombshelter.
I need to be honest about the next songs. They all blended together as they all have a very similar sound. They are not kick-me-in-the-face-fun, like the first three songs and some left me disappointed. When I heard the potential of the band in the first songs I wanted more and didn’t really get it.
4.) You Give Me the Creeps: The lead vocals are a bit weak. Lyrically this could have been written by a 15 year old, but hey, oh well, because the guitar and backup vocals are solid and that alone, makes it a decent song.
5.) NV Girls: I’m getting the feeling these ladies don’t have a fondness for the gentlemen they have come across in their lives.
6.) Abuse: Strong vocals; this girl has punk rock pipes. The lyrics are (GASP!) emo, but they are hard to understand, so it doesn’t matter.
7.) Untitled: Maybe the emotional undertones of the lyrics got in the way of writing the music cause this was one of those that left me disappointed.
8.) No Solution: The grunge rock influence is apparent in this one. Leaves me feeling. . .eehh.
9.) Balls Out: The song by the musicians for the musicians. A good song to listen to, before you step onstage.
10.) Hey Alaska: These ladies do not like Alaska.
11.) Beats the Back Porch: Instrumental Punk rock? What?! While a decent tune, without lyrics, it needs a good solo and it lacks both.
From cruising the ladies web pages, it is my guess this band is a lot more fun to listen to live than in my car and living room. They are playing a show tonight at the Triple Rock (show time is 8pm). Go; then contradict my opinions above. I can’t make it tonight but I plan on catching their Sept. 5 show at Big V’s in St. Paul (show time is 8pm). Hope to see you there, Basement dwellers.
Later Puddins’,
Harley
*Source:
http://thedevilsbasement.wordpress.com/2009/08/14/c-d-review-the-yuckies-dirty-bird/
**Wednesday April 29th, 2009**
The Yuckies
Dirty Bird By: Erin Roof
Punk rock will not save the world. All those mohawked jerks, closer to socking royalties away in mutual funds than getting their liberal arts degrees, should learn to put on a tie, cut their goddamn hair, and start lobbying if they want to make a difference. Leave punk to the kids with real concerns, like heartbreaks and tight jeans. This, my friends, is where you meet the Yuckies, the local lady trio who just released Dirty Bird. They may not influence foreign diplomacy, but they'll place a cathartic bandage across your emotional chest wounds. The album is balls—I mean, ovaries—out. And ladies, if you just broke up with, or are considering breaking up with, your boyfriend/girlfriend, buy this record. Sure, you could snuggle up with some ice cream and some Simon and Garfunkel and have yourself a good cry—or you could pop in Dirty Bird, scream 'til the neighbors pound on your ceiling, and set stuff on fire while glorious power chords are blasting in the background. Now that's being proactive. Skip straight to track four, "You Give Me the Creeps," and sing along: "Sometimes you just wanna make me puke up everything I've eaten the past two weeks/You give me the creeps (whoa-oh-oh-oh)." Trust me, belting out the "whoa-ohs" works miracles. Next, hit up track nine and take this advice: "Take your balls out of your purse and hit the road/Can't deny the liberation that we feel when we get to the show." Then patronize the next Yuckies concert and throw your granny panties onstage with a big "thank you."
**Source: http://www.citypages.com/2009-04-29/music/the-yuckies/
The Devil's Basement review of The Yuckies Live at Hexagon Bar, Minneapolis.
Posted in Show Reviews with tags attracted to gods, the yuckies, slut machines, atmosphere on March 21, 2009 by the devil @ http://www.thedevilsbasement.com/
Hey what’s up fools?!? It’s the devil here, and holy fuck have I got a good one for you this time!!
It’s short and sweet, to the point, and I just KNOW you’re gonna dig it…so without further ado…
Ok, once AGAIN we find ourselves back at the Hexagon Bar in Minneapolis, and no, none of us work there, they just seem to have really really really good fucking bands all the god damned time, so we’re there alot. You could probably figure just who in the fuck we are by looking for the only people in the bar not sporting a beard, and not drinking PBR talls…so if you’re curious, I guess you should keep your eyes peeled.
Ok, so this shit happened Thursday night, and I’m not usually one to get out on Thursdays, but shit man, the Yuckies were playing, and I fucking love them, so out I went. I arrived precisely at 9pm to make sure I didn’t miss them, since the bill kind of eluded to the fact that they might be playing first…not the case, but no big deal, right? Right.
With some time to spare, me and the Basement groupie strolled over to the local eatery and chowed on some pancakes while we waited for the first band to finish. When we got done with our pancakes we drifted back over to the bar and come to find that the first band hadn’t even hit the stage yet…but when they did…holy fucking shit…
So what are they like? What the fuck are they all about? Blues fucking Rock and Roll. The kind of shit that hits you in between the eyes and makes you wonder why you would ever listen to anything else. Don’t believe me? Well if you don’t believe me you can fuck off.
The band is currently getting ready to head out on tour with local heavy-weight ‘Atmosphere’ and their calendar has got them going all over the god damned country…AND to CANADA! This shit is international already.
Alright, so after I was totally floored, it was time to get stomped on by The Yuckies, the reason for my attendance…T
hat’s Jess over there on the right, and she wails. 
She’s got a voice that reminds of Kurt Cobain, that is, if Kurt Cobain were a girl. Put that voice on top of some straight ahead punk rock and throw in a little riffage from from her counterpart Kelly and you’ve got some killer fucking music.
Ok, now that you’ve been introduced to Kelly, let me tell you that she adds a different element to the band. She sings as well, and when she’s on the mic it’s like pop-punk overload. Reminiscent of Blink 182…and I mean that in the best way possible if you happen to be one of those Blink haters..
Ok, so in the interest of full disclosure, there is another member of the band that hides behind the drums and keeps it all locked in place. She calls herself B-Star and she fucking pounds it out. 
So what are these three chicks doing in the near future? Well, the band is gearing up to head out to the East Coast for a couple of dates in New York City and Philadelphia at the end of the month. All this just in time to promote their brand new CD which will be out VERY soon! Hopefully they’ll stop by and leave some comments and let you know where, when, and why you should pick it up…
Ok, so what the hell just happened? And what’s with the title of this little blog? The show wasn’t at Mystic Lake, there were no slut machines anywhere to be found, and there’s no fucking buffet! Well, I hit the fucking jackpot with these two bands, and rather than stick around and possibly lose all my winnings, I decided to cut and run. I suppose it’s possible I could have hit again and been knocked over by the last two bands on the bill, but something told me that nothing could have topped what I had already seen…so it’s time to go…
Have a nice fucking day and check out these bands!!!
*source: http://www.thedevilsbasement.com
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