The Donnas

Moms and dads, hide your sons. A teen rock & roll machine in tight leather pants and
matching T-shirts, the Donnas bristle with lines like, "I'm searching the streets . . ./I'm
lookin' for some fresh meat" and boasts of sizing up hotties over hot nachos at the minimart.
On their third album, they shout out their boy-scouting manifestoes over the
hormone-jostling surge of Ramones-inspired power pop -- a sound they've been... More >