May 01, 2008

HE HIT ME AND IT FELT LIKE A KISS

I didn't know, until this morning, that in the mid-eighties, while Lou Reed was regaining his cool cache by releasing Mistrial and New York, Moe Tucker was a single mother of five, working at a Wal-Mart in Georgia. Women in rock factoids are bleak, except when they aren't. It's always:She didn't hit number one until after she was dead and the singers were always married to a guy prone to pistol-whipping them and they never owned their publishing rights. Darlene Love wound up cleaning houses for a living and when her songs would come on the radio she'd break down and cry. Poly Styrene is a krishna and now believes that feminism is a patriarchal plot to get women to be easy. Fucking-A.

Secondly, does anyone have an MP3 handy of Rhoda Dakar's solo single "The Boiler"--1981, came out on 2-Tone, she sang in Bodysnatchers? Holler 'pon me if you do. I need it.

Posted by Jessica at May 1, 2008 03:36 PM | TrackBack