One of the many reasons why this is such a great performance is the way Shirley Manson obliterates the invisible barrier between audience and performer. She doesn’t do this in a punk, egalitarian way; rather she leaves her allocate space like a commando launching raids into enemy territory. Fantastic, and rather unsettling.
Right now my reading material for the tube is She-Bop II, a veritable encyclopaedia of information on the role of women in popular music. No doubt there’ll be a proper post on the subject sometime in the near future, but for the minute take a look at these videos with rather unusual representations of gender.
Never guess she used to be a primary school teacher in Canada, would you? It’s pure cock rock, casting a woman in the sexual predatory role usually reserved for bare-chested alpha males. How many mixed metaphors can you get into one video?
This song could be the theme tune for this blog. Pretty obvious what this one’s about- freedom through sexual ambiguity. It also gives Shirley Manson an excuse dress up in half a dozen different outfits to make her point. Cherry Lips explores similar territory.
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