Dorothy Martin doesn’t pose or posture. The raucous frontwoman of the band Dorothy, which she assembled in Los Angeles in 2014 (Rolling Stone deemed them a “band you need to know”), is all wild black hair, luscious red lips, and untamed energy. Channeling a welcome throwback to the rocker-babe days of another era, she’s also not what you’d expect. Budapest-born and San Diego-raised, she grew up what she calls a “shy bookworm” who credits old-fashioned hard work with her success. We sat down with the singer, who’s currently on tour all over the U.S., to talk about what gets her going and why she doesn’t have time for fuckboys.


You’re on tour now, right? How’s that going?
We’re in the middle of our first headliner tour right now, just traveling around the country. Right now, we’re driving to Nashville. It’s been awesome. Then we’re going to New Orleans during Mardi Gras and we have a day off there. We’re going to turn up in New Orleans. I’m about to have some crazy Southern food right now, I’ll tell you that.

What’s on the list?
Shrimp and grits. Then who knows? Probably some really good barbecue.

When did your evolution into who you are now begin?
I think after high school, I just started rebeling against everything and I turned into a crazy party girl. I wanted to experience Hollywood. I would take modeling gigs for extra money – lingerie, legwear and Halloween costumes. I’ve worked practicallly every entertainment job there is. Except porn. Haven’t done porn!

How did you get into music?
I always wanted to be a singer, ever since I was six years old. I was self-taught for years and then I started taken lessons. But playing live with a band is the best way to get good at what you’re doing.

Who influenced you growing up?
I would listen to Loretta Lynn, Dolly Parton, Johnny Cash, Bob Dylan. And a lot of Motown: Aretha Franklin, Diana Ross, Michael Jackson. Led Zeppelin is a big one, so is Pink Floyd. I learned from the best.

In your song “Dark Nights,” you sing, “’cause I need a man who’s got blood on his hands and the truth on his face.“ Is there any personal truth to that line?
I know there’s a Batman movie called The Dark Knight and I’m very inspired by movies. That line is kind of like saying you want a man who’s a hero to you. You want a man who’s been through things and understands life and isn’t some fuckboy who isn’t going to take care of his woman. He’s someone who’s full of integrity and honesty. He’s supposed to be your ride or die. I could have said ride or die. It just didn’t rhyme.

It’s subtler this way. Who’s an artist you’d love to collaborate with?
There’s a rapper out of Minnesota named Nosey who actually I know very well and have been working with. He’s super-talented and I want to be more involved with him. I always want to throw down a cool hook or something.

If you weren’t doing music, what would you be doing?
I’d probably be a stylist. Or a veterinarian. Or a libarian. I’d want to be a hot librarian. Is that a real job?

In porn, yeah! What makes you feel sexy? It depends what outfit you’re wearing. I’d hope I’d feel sexy no matter what my body looks like, but if you’re feeling trim and fit and good and you’ve been eating healthy, it helps. I really like long sleeves and plunging necklines and lace: Things that are Steve Nicks-y. A nice fierce lip makes you feel sexy. Also, feeling supported and confident.

What’s the sexiest thing a guy can do? A guy who handles shit. When they’re not afraid to fix a broken air conditioner. Or when you go grocery shopping and they’re like, ‘I’m picking up all the bags with my arms right now. Get out of my way.’ And when they’re sweet, romantic, and respectful to women. That’s really sexy.

What’s something really romantic to you? Surprising you with a bouquet of roses out of nowhere. Little things that are thoughtful, like taking you to your favorite spot to eat randomly.

What’s your earliest memory of Playboy? My dad used to love Playboy and had a huge collection that I stumbled upon accidentally as a young girl, which I probably shouldn’t have. He had issues dating back to the '70s, and I wished I’d kept them. But I started my own collection. I went to an old bookstore and found all the Anna Nicole Smith, Pamela Anderson, and Carmen Electra ones and bought all of them. Now they’re sitting in my living room and I’m thinking about doing an art college with some of the photos.

Photography by Amanda Brian.