Girls, Girls, Girls
April, 1983
You've heard talk of the women of rock, but we think our headline, from Marshall Crenshaw's song, belongs here. After all, if The Who are the kids and Brownsville Station smoked in the boys' room, then the significant troops of hot new female rockers must be girls, huh? Fortunately, like the boys of rock, the girls of rock don't grow up, either. When they do, they talk about retiring. Of course, we'd talk about retiring, too, if our competition were looking and acting this good. From the avant-g...
