Bev Marsh

Beverly "Bev" Marsh is a member of the Loser's Club and subsequently Shark Puppy. She is in a relationship with fellow band member Ben Hanscom, after a previous romantic entanglement with another band member, Bill Denbrough. Much of her songwriting is influenced by her relationship with her abusive father and the violent sexism she faces in Derry, as well as her internal struggles with her womanhood and learning to feel deserving of love.

Musical Origins
"Bev is filled with anger. She's filled with anger and love and the drive for individuality, to be her own person, someone her father wouldn't recognize. She lives with her aunt, who lets her make as much nose as she wants, and she takes full advantage of the opportunity to yell and to scream and to sing at the top of her lungs. Richie's there with her a lot (he likes to yell too), and they both like being in a place where they can't be silenced. They talk about music together while they share her cigarettes, which he promises to pay her back for but never does, and she knows that he never wants anything more from her than her company. She discovers Bikini Kill and Indigo Girls and buys whatever records she can find that have a woman on the cover, just so she knows that there are other people (other girls) out there who feel the same way she does, who resent what it means to be a woman before you're ready and angry at who the world tells you to be. When Derry Public High School reallocate the finding from their music program to renovating the gymnasium, Bev finds that she doesn't mourn the loss, because it means that she and Richie can steal the old drum kit away from where it was left to rust, and stow it away on his pickup truck before it finds its home in her aunt's garage. She hits it hard and with purpose, knowing it's better to hit the rim of the crash than the wrong boy's face, and it ignites a fire in her soul and eyes that outshines the fire of her hair. 'Gee whiz, Miss Marsh,' Richie says one day when she plays along to a Nirvana album he bought two summers ago, 'with you playing like that, I guess we've got no choice but to start a band.'"