|Joan Jett, circa the Mullet Years.|
I hate the idea that only men can be rock stars. Not-so-secretly, I have always sort of dreamed of being the lead singer in a band. (Nevermind that I haven't been able to sing very well since I quit chorus in junior high...) I'd be somewhere in between Shirley, Tori Amos, Florence Welch, and Lita. It would be amazing. (Trust me on this because I almost never sing in public unless someone puts Rock Band in front of me. That game is like my kryptonite.)
But I digress. There has always been a soft spot in my heart for chicks who rock. Maybe it's because I'm a child of the 90s and there were so many great girl bands then: Elastica, Veruca Salt, Garbage, Letters to Cleo, Shakepear's Sister, Joydrop (whose record label has sadly taken most of their music off YouTube save a few live performances), and who knows how many others I'm forgetting now. Everywhere you looked there were girls in babydoll Ts and clunky shoes with guitars.
my personal rock goddess.
To be fair, my definition of "rock' is probably wider than that idiot DJ's was. I happily include Tori Amos in that definition, for instance. While most people associate her with tinkly piano and sad girl songs, she's actually done a lot of work with electrical bands and you just haven't lived until you've seen her hump a piano stool.
|Debbie Harry of Blondie.|
Really what brought this wave of chick rock adoration on was the fact that I randomly cued up my Joydrop albums on iTunes tonight. One of those, "hey, haven't listened to this in an ice age or two..." moments. And I got to thinking how much I miss hearing a lot of that music more often.
And so in that spirit, I made a little something for myself and maybe for you. It's a loooooooong Spotify playlist (sorry, foreigners) filled to the brim with women who are sexy, angry, loud, angsty, peppy, riot grrls, disco queens, wailers, and everything in between. None of it is in any particular order, so I recommend you fire it up, hit "shuffle," and see what the Spotify gods give you. Maybe you'll hear a song you forgot you loved or find something new. Either way I hope you like it.
*Title is a bastardized paraphrasing of a Garbage song. Viva La Shirley.