To cut off all you nay-sayers, The Donnas kick major ass. I don’t care what anybody says, they rule. I’ve seen them live twice, and both times they managed to blow my mind, while causing my pants to tighten in the crotch area simultaneously. Even though my word should be more than enough, I have chosen a song off of Bitchin’, their latest album. Shit, not only is 3/4 of the band smoking hot, but they even know how to properly name an album!
The Donnas: Don’t Wait Up For Me
With lyrics consisting mostly of partying, casual sex, and midnight runs to 7-11, The Donnas have been rocking the pants off us Donnaholics since ’93. Their sound has changed a tad, from super punk to anthemic hard rock. But the only way to truly describe the feeling one gets, when listening to The Donnas, is like so…
May Brett Anderson, Allison Robertson, Maya Ford, and Torry Castellano continue to cause nation-wide head trauma for all eternity!
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