Right on schedule, it’s May and Seattle has already had a foretaste of summer in the form of two warm days and a thunderstorm. Didn’t even have to go out to hear some noise! And there’s no shortage of noise of the band variety, either. Here are the names that came to my attention this week:
A rustic locution serving to downplay their spooky power. So many witches.
As if they weren’t soft enough already.
Mundane phrases make reliably good band names. Also, I cross 10th on my drive to work. The street doesn’t go through, so if I turned left, I’d wind up in the park.
. . . and the next thing you know, you’ve got giants falling from the sky. Might be worth it, though.
Actual warning label on a bag of marbles: “Toy contains a marble.” If it didn’t, you’d want your money back.