As Surly Grrly took the stage for its first of four Wednesday gigs at Mortimer's — which they've cheekily dubbed the "It Smells Queer in Here" residency — singer/screamer/guitarist Medbh McNamara assessed the three acts that came before them.
"We only have one man on stage this entire night, and it's our drummer," she cheerfully pointed out, and then gave bandmate Peter Korhonen her blessing.
"It's OK. We vouch for him."
That's quite a vital endorsement, considering all the other men lambasted in Surly Grrly's live sets, which produce as many smiles as winces over the characters and toxic behavior being torn down in them.
Take, for instance, the clerks at their local music chain outlet who did their best to un-inspire her to start a band.
"I used to go to Guitar Center in flowered dresses just to see how I would get treated," McNamara said.
And out came lyrics such as these: "Wait, don't go, you should supervise / Your superior knowledge gives me butterflies."
Then there was the bozo the night of last week's show who saw the band loading in its gear at Mortimer's and apparently couldn't help but comment, "Looks like we got some girl rockers tonight, huh?"