THE DISHES 1-2 (No.89 Records) Rating: NNN
Not Toronto's Dishes (who showcased the talents of NOW's own Steven Davey), but a cute, bratty Chicago grrrl-punk band, à la Bratmobile. The Dishes have been called legends in the Windy City's garage-punk scene, which is a bit of a stretch, although these chicks definitely have bite. Judging from the sleeve photos, they're cute, and they're super-smart to boot, spitting ironically clever lyrics about sexy fishnets in the same breath as lines about Raymond Chandler novels. It's just all too familiar. If the Dishes had been around back in the Sassy days, they'd be a Cute Band Alert. Now they just seem derivative, with wicked Sleater-Kinney riffs and witty Le Tigre-esque lyrics.