Let's Hear It for the Ladies of Houston Punk

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Artwork courtesy of David Ensminger
The Kimonos
Though often under-recognized by society at large, with its overweening narrative of punk rock being a bastion of disenchanted white males, women of all stripes have been intimate and ingrained members of Houston's local scene scene since its very genesis. Yet, few books have extolled the efforts of any punk women; hence, much of the legacy has been left to scattershot digital archives on the Web that fail to cohere and document their full sense of presence.

That's why I chose to create the blog Visual History of Punk, Hardcore, and Indie Women, not to speak on their behalf, but simply to amass the truth beyond the din of musical desperadoes. The entries, spanning more than 1,000 pieces of photography, ephemera, record art, and fanzine clippings, map in a matter-of-fact form the sheer breadth of females in punk over a 40-year period.

This is one way to give thanks to my sister, who spun LPs by the Motels, B-52's, Patti Smith, and Rachel Sweet every day at dawn as high school beckoned nearby. In our ranch home sitting squat in a flat Midwestern former farm patch, the piano refrains and thudding drums of "Pissing In the River" shook the walls as neighbors spat wearily into CB radios and let anxious dogs stumble across knee-deep snow.

Linda Younger of MyDolls
Unlike much of the testosterone-heavy musical landscape of stadium rock, punk rock overturned gender rules, attempted to level the playing field, and provided space for women to speak as loud as a bomb blast. Whereas Janis Joplin and Grace Slick were rare performers shoving aside the prejudice and sexism not just of an industry but of a long-standing inherited cultural epoch ("don't speak unless spoken to," huh?), Dianna Ray of MyDolls reminded me one day at her home, by the mid-1970s the Runaways, Blondie, Suzi Quatro, and Robin Lane worked to grab a foothold that opened new routes and possibilities.

Soon, punk bands with instrument-wielding, butched or unkempt-haired, badge-adorned, ripped-and-torn thrift-store-clothed females spread like an uncontrolled social contagion, imprinting the music scene with the likes of X, the Germs, Bags, Alley Cats, Avengers, Contractions, Dishrags, Eyes and innumerable more.

Locally, from working at iconic clubs like Paradise Island/Rock Island/The Island to being knowledgeable staff at Real Records (operated by U-Ron of Really Red) or even owning Rat Records in Rice Village, women proved their worth behind the scenes even as others found limelight in the hazy glare of stages and smoldering clubs.

Story continues on the next page.

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My late wife Alex (singer of Monster Zero) was very influential to the scene, though she was told everyone hated her. For that reason alone she should be noted.


Hi!  Where can I find Part2?  I lived in Houston during the 80's...hung out at the Rocksy, Numbers, Fitzgeralds...all the Punk/New wave Clubs up until 1984.  Oh and I made a New Wave vid back in the day by the name Teai Benet 2:00 Love.

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