Chris Boarts Larson Photo Column - The Lunachicks

Nov 26, 2016

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Early in 1989 I visited NYC. A friend showed me around, introducing me to places and new bands like the Lunachicks. At the time, he referred to them as an all-female hardcore band. I was intrigued and then stoked. I’m not sure if I had seen a punk band of all women before the Lunachicks. I had definitely never seen anyone pound on the drums like Becky. Gina was a total shredder on the guitar. Sindi and Squid were super cool badasses and Theo was a performer like I’d never seen—such a powerful and dynamic voice with a stage presence and attitude to match. Wow!

After moving to NYC later that year, I had ample opportunity to see them play. In fact, I think I went to every single show. Talented musicians, artists, and performers, they crossed genre boundaries and put on a hell of a show. They rocked. They rocked hard. They were outrageous yet real; a mockery and a good time all rolled into one. They were a band ahead of their time that, I think, in many ways never quite got their due. Sure, they were hella popular in NYC in the early ‘90s, but I don’t think they ever gained a wide following. Posthumously, they are not as well known as I think they deserve to be. What I wouldn’t do to see these ladies come together once again….

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