A Platinum Blonde

We are going to seize this opportunity to stand in reverence of all things Debbie Harry. Blondie was our favorite band way back in our peanut-butter-and-jelly days. And yes, there were embarrassing disco moments, but we once read something Liz Phair said in Spin, about musicians feeling confined to their "camp", or genre, and being criticized for leaving it, and even though we think of Liz Phair as a sort of half-hearted Sheryl Crow rip off, we could not agree more. Anyway, we are very much in awe of Debbie's style. We are pretty much in awe of anyone willing to be completely pantless on stage, if not inclined to imitate them. She makes Edie Sedgwick look like a gutless talentless groupie. Which she was, but that is for another post.