I’ve been wondering for weeks how to start off this article
on the Butcher Babies. There is so
much I can say, but I don’t know what would kick this off on the right foot.
The reason being that every week or so I learn something different about the
band that changes my perception of what they are about. Originally I was
thinking of saying something along the lines of “some people would do anything
to get noticed”, since in the early days of the band, their two female singers Carla Harvey and Heidi Shepherd would perform on stage wearing nothing on the top
half of their bodies but tape covering their nipples. But not long after I
discovered them, they dropped that gimmick, which was initially a tribute to
punk legend Wendy O. Williams (the
band’s name comes from her song Butcher
Baby from the first Plasmatics
album).
