IF THEMEMBERS OF THE DEVIL WEARS PRADAHAD to do it all over again, they’d have probably gone with a different moniker. But in their defense, the name does have a nice ring to it, what with its summoning of all sor ts of

vividly doomy notions: wolves in sheep’s clothing, the base idolatry of celebrity culture, the wicked allure of material goods. (As TDWP frontman Mike Hranica puts it in their song “Hey John, What’s Your Name Again?”“The concept of fashion is the one to blame/Painting the portrait of conviction-less existence.”)

Sure, the band nicked the phrase from the 2003 novel of the same name, but that was before they realized just how popular it really was. And by the time the book was turned into a major motion picture—a chick flick, no less—it was too late for the six-piece metalcore group from Dayton, Ohio, to do anything about it.

“When we signed our record deal [in 2005] we had no idea there was a movie already being made,” says guitarist-singer Jeremy DePoyster. “When we found out about it we were just like, Oh, crap.”

When Revolver attempts to console the group members with the fact that there are plenty of bands out there with names taken from the titles of literary works—As I Lay Dying, um, Genesis— Hranica smiles and says, “But at least those bands chose good books!”

The merits of the name aside, by all accounts the Devil Wears Prada are doing just fine. The band—Hranica, DePoyster, guitarist Chris Rubey, bassist