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Horrendous band names and fabulous not-really-jazzy proto-indie-pop seemed to go hand-in-hand in the early ’80s. And because I have yet to find a Trixie’s Big Red Motorbike record, I’ll settle for second best. Proof, at least, that some members of the Marine Girls never made it to the dance floor. —Leonard Roberge