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I've decided that the next Mama D's Arts Bordello theme is: "Rock n' Roll Salvation".
Description? A lyric from David Bowie, "Until there was rock you only had God."
Thus, today we pay our respects to rock n' roll goddess Debbie Harry.
I have always loved this woman, from the minute I knew what rock n' roll was.
Her icy beauty; frozen between a slap and a kiss is legendary.
Her incredibly marketable voice; sometimes bitchy, sometimes cooing was the bridge between punk and new wave.
And more than anything-that mouth. That gorgeous sneer that says come worship me...but not too close.
It says fuck you if you don't take me seriously.
It says I am an icon, whether you like it or not.
Let's give it up for trailblazer Debbie Harry.
Her glorious mix of punk credo and Hollywood glamour; all wrapped up in a bleached blonde cartoon will never be topped:
BLONDIE: DETROIT 442
P.S. Kudos to Mama D's cohort Mike Ser for putting together the cool split screen for this post.
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