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Tuesday, May 02, 2006

I Heart those Wilson sisters


Ann and Nancy Wilson


There are a few women in this entire universe that , in my opinion, are deserving of the rock goddess title whilst all others are pretenders to throne or mere, bloody frauds. To name name a few: Janis Japlin, Tina Turner, Lita Ford, Joan Jett, Ann and Nancy Wilson (aka Heart), and Patti Smith. I'm sure there are tons more. Several nights ago, I was at a friend's house and I channel surfed unto VH1 where someone mentioned the name "Beyonce" and the word "rockstar" in the same sentence. Needless to say, I tried very hard to suppress my lunch, dinner, and various acidic gastric discharges.

My first encounter with Heart happened via a Capehart colour television in my living room back in Guyana. It think it was Casey Kasem doing his top 40 countdown and there it was, the These Dreams video. Aside from the few soundbites of Janis Joplin that played sparingly on Guyana radio, it was rare hearing about women rockers. And suddenly there they were. Big billowing blond and raven dark 80s hair, slipping riffs through their fingers that could bring most men to their knees, and those voices, those slightly raspy voices. I was in love and had vowed to marry both Ann and Nancy Wilson. Unfortunately, fate and Cameron Crowe had different plans. * Sigh *

Still their music stayed with me throughout the years. It is sad they've been removed to the musical backdrop of the American musical landscape whilst unsuspecting chaps are forced to endure the likes of Avril Lavigne, Pink and (dare I say it) Beyonce as "rock" goddesses. I say NAY in complete defiance. Thank goodness for CDs. That way we can shut off the top 40 static and hit the 5-disc stereo player to "repeat". Interestingly enough, the Wilson sisters exposed me to other acts like Joan Jett, Lita Ford, Johnette Napolitano of Concrete Blonde, and PJ Harvey. I once owned a Vixen cassette (hey, it was in the $2.99 bin at Sam Goody). I guess I should not be mentioning that in public. Lasted about a year in my possession and then was "mysteriously" lost. So much for Vixen.

I heard that they're stilling playing on the road and in tours. This is a good thing. We need exposure to some wickedly, good talent out there. Seriously. And believe me, Ann and Nancy seriously rocks. Really. Anytime now, Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Or do we need to spell it out?

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