Ah, Ultrababyfat (heretofore UBF, to save me the typing). The
red headed stepchild of EvilSponge's take on the Atlanta Local
Scene. UBF are quite popular around town. They regularly fill
the touring band venues (The Earl, The Echo Lounge, etc.) They're
in with all the local scene players. Their front half (Shonali
Bhowmik and Michelle DuBois) lent backing vocals on the last
Rock*A*Teens long player, and R*A*Ts
driving force Chris Lopez returns the favor on Apple Tree
on this release. The local press loves them, and last year even
the radio conglomerate alternative rock station in town used
Bhowmik and DuBois as models in the "fashion issue" of their
trade rag. So UBF, while virtually unknown nationally, are the
proverbial big fish in little local pond.
Yet we don't give them much verbiage. I wonder why?
Oh well, no need to dwell on difficult questions. Eight
Balls in Reverse is actually a pretty damned fine record.
UBF do the riot grrl thing as well as anyone that I can think
of. Female vocals times two, crunchy (if less than world-altering)
guitar riffs, and solid, booty-shaking rhythms, all mixed up
with enough innuendo and attitude to hook you in. They're reminiscent
of Supernova-era Liz Phair, actually. This is their second
full length (I think). The debut from a couple years back was
so forgettable that, well, I forgot its title, but the band
has come a goodly ways since then. Eight Balls in Reverse
isn't going to change your world or anything, but it is solid
guitar rock from a local band that, after a brief flirtation
with a major label, seems to have re-grounded themselves in
the indie ethos.
Oh, and they're quite attractive lasses, too. Well, except
for Shane Sanders. He's not a lass, and I really don't know
if you'd find him attractive or not. But bassist Britta Phillips
is hot with a capital H and the already mentioned members of
the front end are no aesthetic slouches themselves. Just so
you know. (Actually, most of the other Minions are convinced
that I like the band only because I want to see them naked.
This is completely untrue. I think they're a good band AND I
want to see them naked. The two things are not inherently linked.)
Anyway, Diamondback, Shake n' Bake, and Bored
in Paris are certifiably catchy-assed tunes.