The history of women in the world of rock & roll dates back to the juke-joint "mamas" of the 1920's. Those women simply used music to express themselves & they poured out their musical souls which unknowingly laid the foundation for future generations of female musicians to push and seal the envelope.
Maggie, Annie, Abby & Lanea
(2010) "The Uke-ladies"
Wanda Jackson is one talented firecracker who was dubbed the Queen of Rockabilly and/or the Queen of Rock. Jackson was a teenager in the '50's & with her daddy's support, learned the guitar and created her own cutting edge style, labeled "rockabilly" - a mixture of country and rock. Wanda was mentored & encouraged by Elvis Presley to "jump into the mix" and make some buzz in the biz. She broke ground with her infectious sound & fringy dresses, making a classic statement that still looks hot & fresh today.
Check out Wanda's video on her website page: http://www.wandajackson.com/main.html
Wanda has recorded a couple of CD's in recent years and she says that she is finally reaping the
I happen to think that there are other women "in rock," namely on-air radio personalities such as my late friend & co-author, Maggie McHugh, along with Evansville local radio personality, Julie Michaels. Not to mention the long list of female authors who research & write about the importance of rock & roll.....You will enjoy Jude Kessler's viewpoint this week of another woman in rock ...read on for more...(she also shares an excerpt from her latest book, soon to be published Vol. 3- She Loves You).
Please attend my "Women In Rock" program this Thursday, which will be a brief view of where women started in rock & where they stand now. The program will also include a musical performance by radio personality Julie Michaels and local musician, Mariah Dawn Shepherd.
Women In Rock - Studio 4905's Local Author Event
Thursday, July 25th ~ 6:00 - 8:00 pm cst
4905 Timberlane Dr., Henderson, KY 42420
My Music Nugget of the Week:
I love this spine tingling performance by Heart - two very important female rockers. Their tribute to Led Zeppelin is exquisite. My 6 yr old niece, Hillary, says that Jimmy Page (on the far right of the Led Zep fellas) - looks like George Washington ;)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JK_DOJa99oo
Ask the Intern with Claire Edwards
Peace, Love & Rock & Roll,
Lanea Stagg
Recipe Records Cookbooks
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lanea@reciperecordscookbook.com
to live in the public eye
to live under scrutiny
to live in the midst of controversy is one thing.
She was “Wendy”
playing house, and John was “Peter Pan” – a reluctant father off each morning
to fight pirates and lead Indians but home every night to the hidden getaway.
To Cynthia, it was magical.[i]
I love this spine tingling performance by Heart - two very important female rockers. Their tribute to Led Zeppelin is exquisite. My 6 yr old niece, Hillary, says that Jimmy Page (on the far right of the Led Zep fellas) - looks like George Washington ;)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JK_DOJa99oo
Ask the Intern with Claire Edwards
In today's rock world, what new
female artist shines? - Dreamboat Annie, Chandler, IN
The first
name that comes to mind is Amanda Palmer who first become a prominent figure in
the music scene when she and Brian Viglione, who together form the duet The
Dresden Dolls, released their debut album. Although The Dresden Dolls helped
her make a name for herself, Palmer, who is a composer, pianist, lyricist, and
singer; has since participated in many musical endeavors including Evelyn
Evelyn, Amanda Palmer and the Grand Theft Orchestra, and her own solo career.
Palmer’s stunningly unique lyrics, deep vocals, and activist themes set her far
apart from others in the alternative rock community. Much of Palmer’s music is
classified a punk cabaret which is a style of music that combines gothic and
punk music styles with aspects from burlesque and vaudeville shows. Palmer’s
work promotes individuality, equality, and creativity in a way that affects and
inspires listeners.
Peace, Love & Rock & Roll,
Lanea Stagg
Recipe Records Cookbooks
www.reciperecordscookbook.com
lanea@reciperecordscookbook.com
John's Blurb with Jude Southerland Kessler
- Author of The John Lennon Series
Linda Ronstadt, Joan Jett, Blondie, Lady Gaga, Heart, Janis
Joplin, Cynthia Lennon.
Which one doesn’t belong in that list? If you selected
Cynthia Lennon, I’d have to say, “not so fast, wack!” (which is “not so fast,
bucko!” in Liverpool terms.)
Because I DO
think Cynthia Lennon was truly a “woman in rock.” The only difference between
Cyn and the others on my list is, Cyn didn’t choose to be in rock’n’roll full time. However, when she dated and
later married John Lennon, her life and her dreams of being an art teacher became secondary to his dreams
and his life as the most famous composer-rocker-performer of the 1960’s (and
maybe of the Whenever).
Cynthia’s friends became rockers. Her outings and vacations
were spent with rockers. Her days and nights were spent caring for Julian as a “single
mom” so that John could be off and about the business of being a rocker. And
when John was at home (which was seldom) Cyn would listen to his aspirations
and frustrations with rock’n’roll. It became her life as well.
For the first year that John and Cyn were married, they
lived apart. For a while, she lived with his Aunt Mimi in Menlove Avenue,
Woolton. Then for a time, she lived in her mother’s house in Hoylake. But in
January of 1964, John and Cyn moved in together – into a 6th floor
mansionette in Emperor’s Gate, London.
And that’s when Cyn really
began her life as a “Woman in Rock.”
Below is an excerpt, (a sneak peek) from Vol. 3 in The John Lennon Series, She Loves You, which will be out in just
a few months. I’m only sharing it with readers of Lanea’s blog, but I hope that
it gives you a glimpse of what Cynthia Lennon endured for the man she loved.
Cynthia never pined for nor aspired to the life she acquired
when she married into Rock’n’Roll. But it was a package deal. When Cynthia
accepted her “wedding band,” it was both a ring and The Beatles.
Choosing for yourself
to live in danger to live in the public eye
to live under scrutiny
to live in the midst of controversy is one thing.
But taking on this role because you love someone so much that you’ll accept those terms
right along with them is….amazing.
This week, instead of quoting John Lennon, allow me to quote
from St. Paul in Galatians who said, “My
life is not my own.” I’m sure many spouses (both men and women) have said
that. I’m sure many women in rock (and men in rock) have muttered that. And I’m
fairly certain Cynthia Lennon whispered those words many times between
1959-1969. But to her credit, she faithfully stayed the course.
And that, dear friends, is love.
Here is how Cynthia handled her rocker’s life in January of
1964 from She Loves You. If you like
what you read, you can pre-order the book here:
http://www.johnlennonseries.com/OrderSLY.html
You’ll get a free, signed “Doors of Liverpool” art poster
shipped to you immediately when you order.
And now, a glimpse of Cyn’s heart:
At the Lennon’s New
Flat
Emperor’s Gate,
London
January 1964
While John
completed the last nights of “The Beatles’ Christmas Show” and recorded yet
another Saturday Club in Playhouse
Theatre,[ii] Cynthia
bundled Julian against the January winds and took him out in the pram. By 9:30
a.m., the two were window-shopping.[iii]
Cynthia strolled and hummed, while Julian followed each passerby with bright,
watchful eyes.
Brian had sent
word that a decorator was “quite in order” so Cyn made stops at Barker’s of
Kensington and Derry and Tom’s, making “pressing appointments” to discuss
furniture, bed linens, and accent pieces.[iv] On
her own, Cynthia purchased a few colourful cushions and a bit of art, and by
the time that mother and son returned to the daunting Emperor’s Gate staircase,
the bulky packages were more than Cyn could manage.
Lifting her son
from the pram, Cyn wedged the packages into the place where the baby had been;
she tossed a blanket over the lot and manouevered the pram to a quiet spot
beneath the stairs, praying the expensive carriage wouldn’t be spotted and
stolen. Then moving as quickly as she dared with an infant “aboard,” Cyn
clattered up the six steep flights up to the flat.[v]
“Mum…Mum, I’m
back! Take Julian…quickly! Quickly pleeease!” Then pounding down six flights
again, Cyn thankfully found the bulky pram and its cache still waiting for her.
This time, the
climb was a trudge. One deliberate level at a time. Then a rest. The sixth
flight was excruciating. Cynthia was done in.
“What’ll I do when you’re back home in Liverpool?”
she panted to her mother over a glass of water. “I’ll have to park Julian up
here somewhere safe and then hurry back down![vi] I
don’t even want to think of it! This
is an awful mess!”
“Well, it’s your
home, isn’t it?” Lillian reminded her, ruefully. “I mean, you chose it…despite that that rumbling underground…’n the air
terminal nearby!”[vii]
“Yes, the noises
have unnerved me as well, Mum. Sorry,” Cyn apologized, daubing her face with a
damp tea towel. “But you’re right, you know…it’s our home. And now that we’re
here together, John’ll be with us almost every night. I suppose that when you
figure that into the equation, it
rather hushes the racket. It makes it all worth it, doesn’t it?”
“Well,” Lillian
shrugged, “all that matters, I suppose, is that you think so.”
*********
Thursday, 9 January
1963
But
even though John had registered everything under the pseudonym, “John Hadley,”
the fans found them. They awoke one morning to dazzling winter sunshine, a
light dusting of snow, and a flock of bee-hived girls parked down the stairs,
one after another.[viii]
John had stepped out to meet Mal and the van for a ride to the afternoon
rehearsal, but he was immediately back again, his face stern and ashen; his
eyes, cold.
“They
found us!” He tore off his coat and reached for the telephone.
“Oh
no,” Cynthia swallowed.
“There
scores of ’em out there! Whoreds.” He made his meaning plain.
And
there were. Girls in thick eyeliner and
tight sweaters. Girls with competing perfumes. Girls in laddered tights.[ix] Girls
in scanty clothing, despite the frigid temps.
We’re trapped like caged animals![x]
Cynthia thought, pulling strands of hair through trembling fingers. Surrounded by girls of every shape, size,
colour, creed, and nationality![xi]Barricaded!
But it was only
the beginning. As John conferred with Neil about his desperate need for Mal’s
assistance (“I can hardly trek down the stairs, can I?” he shouted), Cynthia
fretted about Julian and the months ahead.
Would they ever
go out again? Was it safe to even consider it? How would she navigate the
stairs? Insure her son’s safety? Insure her own?
Locked in a tower
six flights above the earth, the once-naïve girl from Hoylake got her first
real taste of Beatlemania. And it was a bitter pill.
[i] In
Twist of Lennon, Cyn comments,
“Moving into our own place again was wonderful!” (p. 102) and in John she says, “John and I were really
excited to have our own home!”(p. 128)
[ii]
Lewisohn, The Complete Beatles Chronicle,
142.
[iii]
Lennon, Cynthia, John, 128.
[iv]
Lennon, Cynthia, John, 128.
[v]
Lennon, Cynthia, John, 128.
[vi]
Lennon, Cynthia, John, 128.
[vii]
Lennon, Cynthia, A Twist of Lennon, 103.
Cynthia says that the “flat overlooked the underground railway and the new Air
Terminal…”
[viii]
Lennon, Cynthia, John, 129.
[ix]
Lennon, Cynthia, A Twist of Lennon,
104. Cyn says that often Julia was surrounded by these girls and all she saw
was “a mass of knickers, bottoms, and laddered tights, all colours of the
rainbow.”
[x]
Lennon, Cynthia, A Twist of Lennon,
103. This is a direct quote from Cynthia.
[xi]
Lennon, Cynthia, A Twist of Lennon,
103. This is a direct quote from Cynthia.