I used to love these guys in high school. Most people might remember the kitschy "I Wanna Be A Flintstone" song. But they really kicked SS live. I saw them in '87 or '88 at the Ritz in Manhattan. I ran on stage to stagedive & Billy Carter nudged me off.
Oh come on, you must be kidding! Ten Best Bald Guys In Rock 1. Peter Garrett 2. Billy Corgan 3. The guy from Shriekback 4. Sinead O'Connor (even you must admit that "she" is likely really a guy) 5. Tony Levin 6. Butch Vig 7. Either of the brothers in Remy Zero 8. Michael Stipe, during the Monster tour / "I don't have AIDS" era 9. Hammell On Trial 10. Errol Brown from Hot Chocolate See? He can't be higher than #11 because all of those others rock much harder than the Messiahs. Especially Hot Chocolate.
Yes, true, Right Said Fred has to be up there. And Errol Brown predates the Messiahs by at least 20 years, back when bald meant totally uncool. Brown should probably be in the Top Five. "I Believe In Miracles" is such a classic.
I was. Actually, that guy reminded me a lot of George "The Animal" Steele. And you can't include Errol Brown without including Isaac Hayes. //Activate Rock vs. Soul-R&B Debate Here!//
And I was not? Sheesh. Ah yes, Chef rocks. But if all Hayes is known for is for being Chef, isn't that kinda lame?
She may have boatloads of frightening 'issues' and the coif of a Marine, but I don't know anyone can say that Sinead isn't one beautiful woman, at least in the pretty face stakes. And there really should be room in that top ten for Sice, out of the Boo Radleys.
What about Skin out of Skunk Anansie or Me'Shell NdegéOcello? They had pretty frightening 'dos as well.
I'm sorry, but any mention of Skunk Anansie sends a thread to its watery grave, as far as I'm concerned. (Me'Shell's alright, though.)
Not only one of the great band names of all time, but one of the greatest song names -- "Jesus Chrysler Drives A Dodge"...
Lots of clever lyrics, but you'd be hard-pressed to beat this one: "If I die in a combat zone, box me up & ship me home. If I die on the Russian front, bury me with a Russian c)(nt And if I die in a combat plane scatter my dust with the wind & rain 'Cos I.....nee-eeed......someone to talk to"