Ladies and Gentleman, Live from the Potawatomi Casino in Milwaukee, WI...Joan Jett and the Blackhearts...
This picture hurts. Look at the guy yawning in the backround. The sparsity of the crowd, the mook up front with his poker playing attire and gold chains. A freaking Indian Casino! Man, doesn't Milwaukee have like a Beacon or Ritz (type) theater?
I love Joan Jett, I have for over 28 years.
I discovered the all girl band The Runaways, for which Joan was a member, when I was about 10 or 11 years old. I was watching this great Made for Television Movie on a basic Network (Before Cable TV). Sordid movies that pushed more limitations then, that network t.v. does now. It was called, "Dawn: Portrait of a Teenage Runaway" in whice Jan Brady (Eve Plumb) played a fifteen year old runaway in Los Angeles who is a hooker by night. It was awesome. Anyway, in the backround I heard this infectuous song, they kept on playing a few bars stopping and then a few more (nerds and theatre geeks might call it a cresendo? I'm just guessing), and suddenly the girl who exclaimed "Marcia, Marcia, Marcia" was trolling Sunset Blvd. for johns and this great song is playing. "Hello Daddy, Hello Mom, I'm a Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch- Cherry Bomb..." I watched the whole movie, on this; a school night. I sat close to the television gripping the foil covering the rabbit ears for clearer reception as the credits rolled. "Cherry Bomb" by the Runaways.
The next day I took the bus home from school. Still clad in my Catholic School uniform, I waited in an always never ending line at Korvettes to pay for the self titled album of these, the coolest 16 year old girls I had ever seen. I have followed her ever since.
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