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Drop Trou
by Helen Wheels

The following screed was received by the Geek Weekly offices several weeks ago, and while we don't really listen to music around her these days, our interest was piqued. Ms.Helen Wheels, a woman of no small experience in Austin's rock world, wanted to call to our attention the impending debut of a new, all-female rock quartet called Drop Trou. Not only out to rock, in teh manner of fed-up chicks everywhere they had come up with a manifesto to go along with their rock. "Words are big, let's see your twig." is their rallying cry, and here's their story.

Meet Drop Trou, a maelstrom (no pun intended- pleeze) of female torment aiming to throw a wrench into the scrotum of society. Some may shrink back from the fiercely demanding sexual nature of this quartet, but, as lead vocalist Despina Wilzmatsha says, the real motive of Drop Trou is to "let the boys stand in our boots for a moment, and see if they are comfortable."
"Men who used naked chicks to promote their musci should realize what a turn-off this is for us," says Despina. The gals of Drop Trou wonder if these guys know that the underlying message they send to women is that this music is men's music, made by men for men; the adult equivalent of the boy's clubhouse with "No Girls" scrawled across the door.
Thus Drop Trou places men on the same totem that women have been placed on since the end of matriarchal age, and hopes that for one moment men may feel the alientation that many women experience when encountering their self-styled "harmless" use of female nudity.

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Geek Week #9

Drop Trou
by Helen Wheels

The following screed was received by the Keek Weekly offices several weeks ago, and while we don't really listen to music around her these days, our interest was piqued. Ms.Helen Wheels, a woman of no small experience in Austin's rock world, wanted to call to our attention the impending debut of a new, all-female rock quartet called Drop Trou. Not only out to rock, in teh manner of fed-up chicks everywhere they had come up with a manifesto to go along with their rock. "Words are big, let's see your twig." is their rallying cry, and here's their story.

Meet Drop Trou, a maelstrom (no pun intended- pleeze) of female torment aiming to throw a wrench into the scrotum of society. Some may shrink back from the fiercely demanding sexual nature of this quartet, but, as lead vocalist Despina Wilzmatsha says, the real motive of Drop Trou is to "let the boys stand in our boots for a moment, and see if they are comfortable."
"Men who used naked chicks to promote their musci should realize what a turn-off this is for us," says Despina. The gals of Drop Trou wonder if these guys know that the underlying message they send to women is that this music is men's music, made by men for men; the adult equivalent of the boy's clubhouse with "No Girls" scrawled across the door.
Thus Drop Trou places men on the same totem that women have been placed on since the end of matriarchal age, and hopes that for one moment men may feel the alientation that many women experience when encountering their self-styled "harmless" use of female nudity.

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Geek Week #9