Show recommendation for the female musician blog

Well, I wanted to do a post on the Punkaroos with oh-so-fun lead singer Dottie tonight, since they are playing at Room 710, but I couldn't find much information about them. Which is a shame, since they are from the old school Austin scene that gave birth to bands like the Big Boys and the Dicks--I guess no one bothers to put much information about bands from the 80's that never really broke nationally on the internet for me to link to.

It's good old-school punk with a really delightful female singer, so if you're downtown, go to that show tonight. Brewtality, Inc. is opening, and they rule because they have a video that you see at least once a day on the Austin Music Network and I am in this video. Yep, you can see me standing in front of the stage at one of their shows, as I'm sure I've mentioned before. No autographs, please.

I did find this review of a Punkaroos show from four years ago. It's old, but it has a great description of Dottie's stage presence:

Jumping onstage at the tune's conclusion, her hair orange, her bra sparkly green, vocalist Dotty Farrell and her black vinyl miniskirt started strutting their stuff like Mick Jagger by way of Shirley Manson. As the band churned out raw, four-chord rock, Dotty worked her diva spazz magic like local cult favorite rock & roll musical Boy Problems had been a smash on Broadway -- like a STAR! Soon, the skirt was off, and Farrell's tight gray undergarment showed off a small, flat belly born of a high metabolism. "Thanks for coming out on a sultry summer evening," she sneered, a Dos Equis clutched in her fist. "Here's a song about having a shitty job." Lurching through their 50-minute set like a drunken cyclops, Dotty & Co. finished the evening close to 2am, with Clash city rocker "Day I Leave the USA" and "You're a Dickhead." "Thanks for sticking around," she spat. "Yeah, thanks," barked Parrot," -- you jackasses!" and as another hard-core stomper exploded with a helter skelter guitar solo, Dotty once again started clenching, bouncing, yelling, pointing, and ranting. Some Austin landmarks remain.