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A blonde - Britt Ekland
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"Rarely has anyone betrayed his
talent so completely"
That quote from Rolling
Stone magazine journalist Arion Berger, just about sums it
up.
In 1973 Rod Stewart had
the world at his feet. He had credibility with musicians,
journalists and the pop public. He had released 2 stonking
albums. He was selling out stadiums.
And then he met then first
of a succession of blondes: Britt Ekland, a Swedish actress,
more renowned for getting her tits out than for her acting
ability, who persuaded him to wear silk dungarees and jumpsuits.
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Another
blonde
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For a guy who had enjoyed
hard core street cred, it's a bit like fucking hamsters. Once
it's out there, it's difficult to shake off the reputation.
But, hey, this article
is not about blondes. It is about the descent of a stellar
talent into mediocrity if not downright parody.
Lester Bangs, one of the
best American music scene scribes wrote in 1977; "Rod
Stewart now makes music for housewives." With tracks
like "D'Ya Think I'm Sexy" and "Hot Legs",
it is difficult todisagree.
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Another blonde
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Since circa 1976, Rod has
been mostly famous in the celebrity pages of the less serious
newspapers for chaperoning a succession of young blondes.
He has married a few on the way. He is now nearing 60 and
is still at it.
FirstFoot does not want
to name his current companion, 'cos it could change tomorrow.
But, can safely say, she is blonde.
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Another
blonde
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The sad thing is; there
is bugger all good to say about his music.
After 26 years, Warner
Brothers have dropped him from their roster.
His output has been mostly
bland and unchallenging for almost three decades and recent
record sales have been very poor.
Fuck Rod. You could still
do it!!!!!!
Just find a brunette.
NB: Rod is the only artist
to appear in and Bad Scottish Pop. FirstFoot wonders if
he is losing any sleep over it.
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