Hole, Nobody’s Daughter:
For girls who came of age in the mid-1990s, streaked their hair with Manic Panic, accessorized baby-doll dresses with combat boots and thrift-store cardigans, and crammed dog-eared copies of Sassy into each others’ lockers, Courtney Love can feel like something of a pet cause.
Gogol Bodello, Trans- Continental:
Eugene Hutz, tireless rabble-rousing frontman for gypsy-punk iconoclasts Gogol Bordello, has traveled great literal and spiritual distances to be where he is today
The Apples In Stereo, Travellers In Space And Time
Math?
Iggy And the Stooges, Raw Power
When Iggy Pop commanded a generation of glam-rock kids and biker-bar burnouts to “dance to the beat of the living dead” on Raw Power’s totemic title track, he wasn’t just talking B-movie nonsense– he was heralding his band’s back-from-the-grave resurrection.
David Byrne/Fat Boy Slim, Here Lies Love
Here Lies Love should have been truly great
So what does this prove?
This proves conclusively I have two more posts till I hit quota for the day.