The B-cups

The B-cups

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Rumble into the Glam Garage, where the B-cups will blow your hood off with searing vocals, smokin’ guitar licks, thundering beats and big black boots. If AC/DC were hot chicks with big hair and glitter eyeliner they'd *wish* they were the B-cups!

Biography

The B-cups
glam + garage = dirty sexy rock

“If AC/DC were hot chicks with big hair and glitter eyeliner they'd *wish* they were us!”
--Tawdry

Rumble into the Glam Garage, where the B-cups will blow your hood off with searing vocals, smokin’ guitar licks, thundering beats and big black boots. Riffy, rough, high octane and always a little greasy, the B-cups ignite the stage and keep the needle in the red.

50% visual + 50% musical = 100% sensory experience

The Cups are known equally for their fierce, over the top stage show, hooky riffs and brazen lyrics. So spray on your Aqua Net, strap yourself in and get ready for the ride of your life!

B-cups influences include AC/DC, the Ramones, the Sex Pistols, Iggy Pop, X, Bikini Kill, Tina Turner, Etta James, Nirvana, Metallica, Black Sabbath, Sublime, Rage Against the Machine, Alice Cooper, Motley Crue, Prince, the Eurythmics, Jesus Christ Superstar, Tommy, Hedwig, and drag queens in general.

evil + a creamy center = a delicious aftertaste

“… the B-cups stole the show. They were perfect rock and roll! The singer … wore leather pants and managed to rock her way all over stage despite being on crazy stilts. The band rocked, the drummer was great … Awesome.”
–Minions of Evil Magazine

“The CD (It Ain’t Love) rocks and is bound to offend a lot of people, so the B-cups must be doing something right. Bad girls are good girls with heart.”
--Review of debut CD “It Ain’t Love”

Recently played:
San Francisco Pride Pink Saturday in the Castro (June 2009)
Russian River Resort Queer Rock Weekend (April 2009)
Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence Easter Celebration in Dolores Park San Francisco (April 2009)
The Red Devil Lounge with punk legends the Dickies (April 2009)

Lyrics

Meg Ryan's Face

Written By: The B-cups

Meg Ryan's Face

Defining yourself by society's taste
In quest of a People Magazine face
Collagen lips will help you be seen
In the crowd of women who covet the screen

Slice it open, stretch it tight
One more tuck and you’ll be alright
Break it, drill it, peel it back
For fifteen minutes leading the pack

Feel the heat from the young on your heels
Your place in the spotlight hungry to steal
Bow to the pressure and worship the gods
Bearing scalpels, sutures and hot cattle prods

Snip it, tie it dim the light
One more tuck and you’ll be alright
Open wide, swallow, turn back time
No such thing as a fine line

Just close your eyes (you won't see)
Count back from 40 (to an age when you had value)
Take deep breaths (until you lose consciousness)
One sharp pang (then you won't feel a thing)

Firm round breasts on a chest of leather
Deep underground decaying together
Swallowed your value to suckle your pride
Leaving you hollow on the inside

Shake it off, put up a fight
One more tuck--you’ll be alright
Hold it together with filament thread
For a chance to look 30 on your deathbed

Slice it
Break it
Stretch it
Drill it
Slice it, break it, stretch it, drill it
Slice it, break it, stretch it, drill it
Slice it, break it, stretch it, drill it

Sports, Sex, Rock 'n Roll

Written By: Gard/Gascoyne

I'm a complex woman
Who's easy to please
So why's it so hard
To get what I need?

Don't want Swan Lake tickets
Or fine wines from France
Give me a man, mud in his cleats
Who makes up his own touchdown dance

I need a man who loves sports, sex rock 'n roll
Let's kick it off for our own Superbowl
Gimme sports, sex rock 'n roll
Good for the body, 'n good for the soul

Climbed up real high
I crawled down real low
Travelled the world
Playing rock 'n roll shows

Got my own money
Power and prestige
Gimme a man, big strong hands
Find me right down on my knees

I need a man who loves sports, sex rock 'n roll
Let's kick it off for our own Superbowl
Gimme sports, sex rock 'n roll
Good for the body, 'n good for the soul

CWD

Written By: Guy

Friday night, wanna party
Go out clubbing with my friends
Pretty girl catches my eye
I admire her tight rear end

Then I notice something extra
On the front of her red hotpants
A bulge is slowly growing
I feel it moving as we dance

Chicks with dicks!
In the nightclub
Chicks with dicks!
At the mall
Chicks with dicks!
Work in my office
Chicks with dicks!
In the next bathroom stall
Its chicks-chicks with dicks!

I had to go to fucking Pottery Barn
To get a wedding present for my dad
Long legged beauty says, "Can I help you?"
Her painted nails grip her notepad

As she describes the bridal registry
I gaze into her lovely face
Is that a touch of five o'clock shadow
Peaking out above her blouse of lace?

Chicks with dicks!
In the nightclub
Chicks with dicks!
At the mall
Chicks with dicks!
Work in my office
Chicks with dicks!
In the next bathroom stall
Its chicks-chicks with dicks!

I can't help but wonder how it would feel
The thought has a certain appeal
Simultaneously to hold in my hand
The curves of a woman and the cock of a man

Got back from a week's vacation
Stepped right in to meet my new boss
"Nice to meet you, my name's Caitlin"
Spiked heels, black hose, legs are crossed

We chat about my personal goals
Discuss the company plan
She sips her water, I notice
Her Adam's apple and fake cans

Chicks with dicks!
In the nightclub
Chicks with dicks!
At the mall
Chicks with dicks!
Work in my office
Chicks with dicks!
In the next bathroom stall
Its chicks-chicks with dicks!

Bone China

Written By: Gard


Little girl down the lane got nothin’ on me
I got a cup for her almond tea
Take her on a tour of my finest wares
Crafted from the bones of my affairs

Some lovers play a game they just can’t win
They become the paste for my porcelain
Grind ‘em up fine and I leave no waste so
They vanish from this earth without a trace

Bone China
Stronger than steel
Bone China
Thrown on my wheel
Bone China
Forged in the fire
Bone China
Of your funeral pyre

Feel the curve of this hand-painted, delicate lip
Rest coolly on your flesh as you take a sip
I’ll mop beads of sweat from your brow as you
See your future revealed in the dregs of my brew

Don’t fret so hard about your consecration
Picture yourself on a dream vacation
And contemplate the twist of fate
That brought you willingly through hell’s own gate

Bone China
Stronger than steel
Bone China
Thrown on my wheel
Bone China
Forged in the fire
Bone China
Of your funeral pyre

My fragile countenance deceived your eyes
Thought I was caught in your web of lies
But the sum of my parts sowed a tempered whole
To avenge the sins of blackened souls

Earnest detectives interview your (distraught) wife
While I toast your newfound purpose in life
And set a place for the next guileful heart
Who undervalues the worth of my art

Bone China
I’m stronger than steel
Bone China
Before me you kneel
Bone China
Purify you with fire
Bone China
Set you free from desire

Bone China
Key in the lock
Bone China

Strapped to my cot
Bone China
In five-point restraint
Bone China
The fire’s in my brain

Bone China
Can't leave you alone
Bone China
My demons are known
Bone China
To eat men alive
Bone China
No one will hear your cries

Hide the Head

Written By: Gard

On the block for the machete's chop
Your behavior has become unacceptable
Once you're dead I'll hide your head
My crime will remain undetectable

Hide the head
Hide the head
Hide the head
Hide the head

Hide the head
Hide the head
Now you're dead
I'll hide your head

Dragging your weight to my seating for eight
Your body propped at the table
Revelers eat my gruesome feast
And guess who you are if they're able

(Chorus)

I'm only worried the children will see
Tender psyches indefinitely
Warped and twisted like yours ... only worse
Cannot escape your genetic curse

Sealed your head in a canning jar
Nobody thinks it odd or bizarre
You always said, "We control our own fate"
Now yours lies in the bed that you made

Hide the head
Hide the head
Hide the head
Hide the head

Hide the head
Hide the head
When I'm dead
Who'll hide my head?

Discography

"It Ain't Love" debut CD
"CWD" music video
"Sports, Sex, Rock n Roll" new single

Set List

Meg Ryan’s Face
Girls Like You
Hide the Head
It Ain’t Love
CWD
Mouthful of Sugar
I Need You
Bone China
Cuz I Love You
Gimme Money
Every Mother's Dream
Sports, Sex, Rock n Roll

Occasional covers by AC/DC, Bikini Kill, Electric Six and others