I wanna rock!
These two lines changed the way I saw music when I was only about 6. I had never before seen a man with ratted hair and more makeup than a geisha and I was hooked! It was an accident that I saw it since my parents were very against ‘heavy metal’ which is what they had this labeled as. We were actually being babysat by my uncle and waiting on the video for When Doves Cry to premiere. Right before it came on was when the video for We’re Not Going to Take It aired. I can remember my uncle being grossed out and even though we were recording the station so we could get the Prince video he tried to fast forward it. I spent many of my childhood years only getting to watch about 3 minutes and 20 seconds of it before it started skipping and jumping around in fast forward. I didn’t care, I still had the first 3 bars and sang it all the time. I could recite the whole daddy spiel and did so constantly. I was in love with a song.
Still I wasn’t allowed to listen to metal or glam, none of it. In 5th or 6th grade I heard Pour Some Sugar on Me and was hooked again. I was always trying to get someone to buy me the Hysteria tape. Sometime in my early teens I started swaying that way in my musical tastes and when I was a teenager, a boyfriend introduced me to Death and Pantera. I plunged myself in to the deep dark depths of metal music and still wallow there today. I’m sure my mom looks at her kids wandering how they both could of ended up like we are. I would be disgusted if my kids grew up to listen to country music and wore overalls and crocks. Poor mom. Last week I showed my children the video to We’re Not Going to Take It and they too became hooked on men in hairspray and full makeup. We probably have the most views in the world on youtube for this video right now and my littlest one walks around singing it constantly. *wipes proud tear from eye.
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