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In March of 2001, Rui and Clara and friends set out to see "Bridget Jones Diary", starring the delightfully smarmy Hugh Grant and newly voluptuosized Renee Zellweger (representing a nonzero probability for boobies). Well, girls walk slow and are easily distracted so by the time we got to the theater, the movie had preceded our arrival by 15 minutes already. The only other movie left that night was a little anticipated flick by the name of "Josie and the Pussycats". Rather than go back to Caltech to begin another series of mind-numbing, emotionally abusive, and physically degrading homework sets, we decided to watch it. Magic! Three somewhat cute, clueless, assumedly straight girls hitting the big time world of commercial pop punk rock, pawns in a game of corporate greed and power! Oh, that could be us! Sugary sweet musical confections! Sold-out arena shows! Short pants! Stylish hair! That was the inspiration that got us to form a four-person cover band: Clara on guitar, Rui on bass, Gray on rhythmic guitar, and Connie on drums. Like many bands, we had a bumpy start. Connie (yes, she of yeast infection fame) would skip out on practice in order to do "homework" and "go to lab" (we suspect she was engaged in deprived acts of fornication). Gray tried valiantly to learn the guitar, but found that playing Counterstrike was more fun and required less diligence. Rui and Clara were stumped. Where could they find like-minded individuals to form a punk rock band with? Enter Alex. Eh, so he WAS a hippie and he possessed NOT a fully developed nor functioning set of female genetalia, but boy could he bang that shit retarded (where "that" means "those", "shit" refers to "drums", and "retarded" = "well"). Most importantly, there was enough organic material there for a full-fledged rock band a lá Green Day, or Blink-182, or Nirvana, or even Josie and the Pussycats! So thus Sexhamster reached its present day incarnation. We've been told we sound like both The Slits - a late '70s girl punk outfit and Weezer, with a little dose of Nerfherder thrown in for good measure (check out the album "How to Meet Girls"). Sexhamster is inspired by stuff, like other bands, but mostly we're just big sickos, excited by our mutual saturated interests in the seamy mammarian udder-region of American pop culture. (god, we sound like asshole art students there, don't we? actually, we are graduates or soon-to-be graduates of the california institute of dorkology in Pasadena and this rock music thing makes us feel cool).
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