The 60s and 70s gave us Stevie Nicks, Janis Joplin, Grace Slick and Tina Turner.
The 80s gave us Pat Benatar, Joan Jett, Chrissie Hynde and Debbie Harry.
The 90s gave us Gwen Stefani, Alanis Morissette, Shirley Manson, Melissa Ethridge, Fiona Apple, Sheryl Crow and Courtney Love.
The last decade we have been lucky enough to hear Grace Potter, Amy Winehouse and Adele – but that’s where the list ends. Where are the women who sing like their lives depend on it? Who write their own music? Who maybe play an instrument or two?
If I see one more article written about, photo taken of or performance featuring Katy Perry, Lady Gage or Kesha I am going to lose it. While I’m well aware that female pop singers are nothing new (i.e. Madonna, Janet Jackson, Mariah Carey, Britney Spears, etc.) I feel like the quality of the songs are getting worse and I feel that the caliber of entertainment is deteriorating. Instead of being about the music it’s about their outfits (meat, candy) and the gimmicks (brushing one’s teeth with Jack Daniels) and its getting really old.
These pop singers could learn something from the women who wrote words like these:
“Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a night on the town?
I’m counting on you, Lord, please don’t let me down.
Prove that you love me and buy the next round,
Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a night on the town?”
“Your love has set my soul on fire
Burnin’ outta control
You taught me the ways of desire
Now it’s takin’ its toll”
“It’s all so sugarless
Hooker waitress, model actress
Oh just go nameless
She’s full of poison
She obliterated everything she kissed”