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Women & The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame


Well gee finally!

Considering most inductees to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame have been (and continue to be) men, it is nice that the place is starting to recognize the contributions women have made and continue to make to music. Their new exhibit entitled “Women Who Rock: Vision, Passion, Power” will open on May 13, 2011.

You can check out some images from the exhibit here.

Despite the lack of (que Aretha) respect given to female artists, I hope this exhibit will be a permanent or constantly updating, featuring, and a changing part of the museum, and not just a token display. A permanent exhibit would really give women the props they deserve. If it’s not permanent, it continues the notion that “women who rock”  aren’t really normal, that “women in  rock” are just a fluke. So, now that we “honored” women, back to our regular man-rocker 24/7 coverage.

From what I can tell from the website, the display will feature women in music from the 1920s with artists like Bessie Smith to current rockers like Lady Gaga. The features will include outfits worn by these women (I hope that isn’t the bulk of the exhibit….seriously these women are musicians, not models!)  handwritten song lyrics, videos, concert posters, instruments, ect. You can also record your own personal message in a recording both on how these women have shaped or impacted your life.

The exhibit will also kick off with a concert featuring the one and only Wanda Jackson and Cyndi Lauper. I am going to try my hardest to make this opening just to see those two on stage. What magic! What legends!

So, while I have some reservations as to if this exhibit will meet the standards of professional admiration, respect, and exposure for female artists that male artists receive, I am hopeful it will at least continue to remind people that women rock, and always have. While we don’t need a museum to validate our art, we will know we truly have gained what we deserve when they don’t have a special exhibit for “women who rock,” but when women are just a regular part of the museum.

Photo via The Runaways.

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Accuracy & Oppression


Accuracy and oppression? Where in the world is she going with this?  Well, I shall tell you.

I recently read an article on NPR.org about a new rap anthology that is being released. The article “Why The Errors In ‘The Anthology Of Rap’ Matter” by Jacob Ganz was interesting, but I felt it failed to mention a few key issues which I think are extremely important. Though the article’s topic isn’t specifically about women in music, there is a connection here between oppressed groups and their representation (or misrepresentation) by those who would catalog them. This anthology of rap book and it’s shortcomings I feel are very similar to the misrepresentations, purposeful discounting of experience,  and just sloppy journalism many Riot Grrrls experienced in the early 1990s.

So, let me explain.

This is an anthology of rap lyrics. Awesome. Problem: lyrics are wrong! And some people think “Oh well, our bad. No big deal.”  Say what? 

Would you have such a nonchalant attitude if this was a Beatles anthology of song lyrics? I highly doubt it.  If this book was titled  “Classic Rock Anthology,” there would be hordes of unpaid, starving, and paisley clad interns making sure every comma and contraction was painstakingly correct. And then, they would bring in a new batch of interns, and check it all over again.

Marginalized groups have always had a difficult time having their voices heard and heard in a way, shape, and form that they choose.  Rap music is no exception. Often those in privileged positions in society will try to “speak” for these groups, showing their “expertise” on their issues and problems.  This usually ends up being patronizing and yet another way for the actual people in these groups to be silenced. Ya know, the man trying to tell other people about their own history and culture and what not.

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I Say A Little Prayer for You


This is a cross post by Clara Fischer of Ms. Magazine Blog. It was originally posted May 21, 2010.

 Ode to Aretha, or Reconnecting Women and Singing

When I think of music’s–or specifically singing’s–potential for liberation, one voice immediately springs to mind: the earth-shattering, shiver-inducing, bone-chilling instrument possessed by Aretha Franklin. Aretha’s amazing talent is intimately linked for me with freedom, not only because of her own, very real struggle to express herself as a black woman artist, but also because of her tremendous capacity for instilling a sense of transcendence in her audience. As a listener, one is taken on a journey through a spectrum of emotions, and regardless of whether a song is mournful, pensive or joyful, Aretha manages to enthrall and elevate beyond the specific context, transporting one to this unshackled realm of, well, freedom.

Aretha’s gospel background undoubtedly plays a role here, as musical ecstasy is frequently reached by ever-intensifying call-and-response sections and coloratura passages, which allow her to really flex her vocal chords, showing off her vast range. A musical style so heavily steeped in the legacy of slavery inevitably conveys suffering and bears the marks of oppression; however, it also offers a way out of trauma and subjugation. Indeed this is the liberatory power Aretha literally gives voice to. Her music is therefore hard to resist, and I find myself continuously drawn to classics like “Respect,” “Day Dreaming” and “Rock Steady.”

After years as a self-professed Aretha fan and admirer, her records still excite me, and as a singer I still learn from her. I can’t say the same of more recent recording artists, and I am hard-pressed to find anybody in Aretha’s league, and with the same capacity to inspire. Certainly, the world has produced some fine singers, and women artists are struggling to launch successful careers despite the seemingly increasing odds presented by a patriarchal industry which confuses objectification with adoration and debasement with entertainment. But perhaps this is precisely where my difficulty in identifying women singing greats of the present era lies. Rather than linking a vocal artist with freedom, passion and emotion, we’re now made to connect most popular women singers with a re-enactment of that well-worn drama of scanty clothing and feigned lust/desire. In other words, we’re asked to look at them through what feminist theorists call the male gaze. All of this means that an artist’s talent, her craft and her music become secondary, a salable side-product for the actual commodity of her body.

This kind of objectification is nothing new–women have always been reduced to their physicality–but the 21st century version is creating a “pornographication” of our daily lives, which has increasingly been directed at the very young. In a bid to increase profits from new consumers, girls are now targeted as a matter of course, much to the dismay of some concerned parents and teachers. Sadly, women artists play a role in this dangerous game, whether they are the victims of self-objectification, believe themselves to be outside the bounds of patriarchal control or think of themselves as using the game to their advantage. Whatever the case may be, the result remains the same: aggressive and insidious objectification, which for music means subservience to the male gaze.

Perhaps, though, singing has changed; perhaps expecting women to “merely” be singers is passé and old-fashioned. Art has moved on, and a woman’s body is now as much part of her performance as her vocal display. Hence, she becomes the performance. But I find it hard to reconcile the stereotypical, sexist posturing found in many a music video with appeals to self-determination and artistic freedom. Claims by women artists that they’re subverting the male gaze through playful use of irony, for instance, seem shallow. And if no one gets the irony, then what’s taking place is a continued reinforcement of the stereotype rather than an undermining of it. Since pornographication is now so vociferous, we need outspoken, direct and clear artistic critique in order to turn the gaze into hearing and to re-stitch those connections between women artists and the sense of freedom, passion and emotion they potentially hold for us.

We can start by supporting those who are currently struggling against the odds of patriarchal industry, who are already critically engaged in liberating not only women but music itself (see for instance, the radical work of poet and singer Jill Scott). For, although Aretha surely was not immune to distinctly gendered and racialized expectations placed upon her by virtue of being a black female singer, she is living testimony to our capacity for overcoming such expectations. In light of the music industry’s current penchant for extreme objectification, nothing less than following in Aretha Franklin’s footsteps should be aimed for, as nothing less will truly liberate us as women, as singers, and as lovers of music.

Photo courtesy of http://www.flickr.com/photos/personeelsnet/ / CC BY-SA 2.0 This post has been adapted from an earlier version on genderacrossborders.com.

Links R Us


New Blondie album and Converse Shoe Line via Spin.

Women in Punk via the F-Word UK.

International Girl Gang Underground Zine wants you! Send your Riot Grrrl stories, inspirations and content for 2010! via Bust.

Some women in music blogs:

Rock & The Single Girl

Fuck Yeah, Kathleen Hanna

The Donnas Media

Ballad Of A Ladyman

Here. In My Head

The Art of the Torch Singer 

More interview with Marisa Meltzer on her new book, Girl Power,  here and here and here.

RESPECT: The Musical here.

Lady Gaga to be on “Rock Band” game via Spin.

The hard truth about the Runaways & Cherie Currie via Spin.

Joan Jett & The Blackhearts on Leno

“The Runaways” movie version of “Cherry Bomb”

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