In the waning decades of the last century, the sperm of a metallurgist and the sperm of a math teacher mixed with the eggs of a tap dancer/choreographer and a kindergarten teacher/artist.The results of this concoction would grow up to be the heroes of our story: Bitch and Animal. (No one knows their secret identities; rumor has it that if their birth names are ever revealed, the universe will screech to a halt, so no smart person ever asks.)
They lived separate and incomplete lives (Bitch in Detroit, the "Motor Shitty," and Animal in Queens) until they bumped into each other in the midst of a mushroom trip after a play rehearsal in a Chicago theater school. Within a couple hours they started making music. Once the mushrooms wore off, the newly minted dynamic duo spent months, days, hours and minutes creating musical adventures for themselves and their friends, lying in wait to take an unsuspecting America by storm.
The world got its first sip of their heady brew when they took their show to an art and music festival in Ypsilanti, Michigan, after which they decided to devote their lives to their music. In the years to come, B and A quickly garnered a cult following, opening the minds of the citizens of New York City as well as other freaky people in Provincetown, Massatwotits (first they took Manhattan, then they took Cape Cod).
Around this time they unveiled their world-famous "Pussy Manifesto." With that as their guide, the duo headed out on a cross-country tour which was interrupted by a phone call from the queeps of a certain short chick folksinger asking if they wanted to open a show for Ani DiFranco in Amherst, Massatwotits. Needless to say, the duo dazzled the sea of open-mouthed stares at the stadium, sold mucho copies of their debut album, What's That Smell?, and were invited to hit the road and rock hard with Ani.
The rest is hersteria. In the course of their nonstop round-the-globe travels (on their own and aboard the Righteous Babe love boat), these noble witches spread their pussy music far and wide-open to stunned and spired audiences of all ages and genders—they played kindergartens, hockey rinks, rock clubs, theaters, folk fests, weddings, drag king bars and retirement parties, before going their separate ways to blaze new paths on their own.
Along the way, they somehow found time to release more albums, too: Eternally Hard (produced by Ani and Wayne "Dutch Boy" Schrengohst and released on RBR in 2001), and Sour Juice and Rhyme (co-produced by the band and June Millington, whose mid-70s band Fanny blazed a trail for the next three decades of hard-rocking women musicians, released on RBR in 2003). Although they’re currently taking a break to pursue separate projects, from here, who knows? All anyone can say for sure is it's bound to be funny and funky and downright... revolutionary.