Post-teenage runaways
Female punk quartet The Donnas take control of their own destiny, releasing their seventh album on their own Purple Feather label after two major-label discs. Too bad the hair-metal-heavy Bitchin’ spends so much time serving the sadomasochistic fantasies of the band’s male fans. “You can come ... here for the party,” they shout suggestively on one song, elsewhere proclaiming their addictive desire and animal lust for their partner’s sexual prowess. Maybe that’s what makes a great female rock band. And maybe The Donnas didn’t build this album’s best riff on the back of I Hate Myself for Loving You.
>>Sample: Don’t Wait Up for Me
>>Skip: Give Me What I Want
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