Demolition Doll Rods Play Stripped-Down Rock

The Resinators, Dexter, Dirtbox also perform for small San Francisco crowd.

SAN FRANCISCO — Detroit's Demolition Doll Rods didn't seem to

mind that the Friday-night crowd at the Bottom of the Hill numbered less than 100, give or take a Hell's Angel. They exposed their raw, trashy music — and most of their bodies — anyway.

Taking the stage in high-heeled boots, bikini bottoms, pasties and not much else, guitarists Margaret Doll Rod and Danny Doll Rod kicked out the basic, three-chord jams while drummer Christine Doll Rod (a.k.a. La Trump) stood behind her drums in a leopard-spotted bikini and pounded her kit with tambourines.

Despite frequent mistakes, the Doll Rods showed their commitment to both garage and glam with displays of synchronized stage moves and by running through such songs as "Fast One"

(RealAudio excerpt) and "U Look Good" (RealAudio excerpt), both from their current Matador album, TLA (True Love Always).

They also took a few stabs at famous rock 'n' roll casualties with the sarcastic "I Wanna OD," which includes the lines: "I wanna be just like Darby [Crash]/ I wanna be just like Sid [Vicious]/ I wanna go down in punk rock history."

They even included a cover of a Coca-Cola jingle, singing in less-than-perfect harmony, "I'd like to teach the world to sing/ In perfect harmony/ I'd like to buy the world a Coke/ And keep it company."

Audience member Greg Mohr, 32, of San Francisco, admired Danny Doll Rod's courage: "I'd never have the nerve to get up there in a weenie bikini."

Doll Rods fan Chris Ganser, 35, of Silverlake, Calif., also enjoyed Danny Doll Rod's boldness: "It's just the guy's attitude. He's not acting. It's just real, and that's refreshing."

Ganser's friend Mike Hoffmann, 29, also of Silverlake, made the Motor City comparison: "It's like Iggy Pop: They've got some style, they're from Detroit and they just go nuts."

Other bands playing were Dexter, the Resinators and Dirtbox, which drew the biggest crowd of the night with their galloping, Hole-like guitar rock. Gyrating lead singer Antonia Martin swaggered around in her platform stilettos and threw her gravelly voice into such bitter tirades as "Remote Control"

(RealAudio excerpt) and "Hormona" (RealAudio excerpt), from their self-titled CD on Dog Patch Records.