Suzi was an even deeper experience for me. Suzi Quatro was a Goddess
to me, really, and when I gazed at her it hit me for the first time
that something was "up" with me, something was out of the ordinary. I
had feelings that I never had for a girl before (although, to be fair, I
hadn't really had them for a guy either, at this point). I was
probably 9 or 10 when I first saw her and she was the whole package.
That feathered hair, those amazing pipes, the tight pants and that
rockin' guitar. I was gone before I knew what hit me.
I ran out
and bought every album she made, played "Devil Gate Drive" and "Rock
Hard" up at full-tilt volume with the speakers stuck out the front
windows of my parent's bedroom so I could blast Suzi down the block (my
mom never would have allowed this had she been there, so the parental
units were probably on vacation at the time). I caught Suzi on "Happy
Days" (in the role of Leather Tuscadero) as often as I could and my mind
was as full of Suzi goodness as it could get.
Yes, I wanted Suzi
carnally (although of course I wouldn't have thought in those terms) but
I also wanted to be her. I wanted her ability to rock
with the boys and to look skin-tight and to live the rock lifestyle of
the 70's and to be free. Oh, how I wanted to be free. With Suzi as my
role-model who knows what my teen years would have brought, but I moved
on as my tastes changed and as the glitter years ended for good, Suzi
moved on too.
She always was and always will be a hero of mine
though, she still looks good enough to eat and I'd still like to. I
love you Suzi! Rock on!