About F**kin’ time: Alice Cooper’s a Rock and Roll Hall of Fame inductee, finally
It’s true. After 16 years of getting snubbed and kicked to the curb by the nomination comittee involved in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame — er, that Jann S. Wenner circle o’ love — finally wised up and nominated Alice Cooper today for 2011. (Next to Tom Waits and Joe Tex; though it’s certainly a chuckle alongside Bon Jovi.)
Jesus. It’s about time, particularly if one considers those who made it into the “hallowed” Hall before the Coop, such as Blondie, ABBA, R.E.M, Pretenders, ZZ Top, Wenner, Jackson Browne and the list goes on. …
Forget that the Detroit-born Coop sold 40 million albums and continues to do huge tour business, or that he and the original band influenced so very many (try counting) since their first album, 1969′s Pretties for You, or that songwriters Bob Dylan, Harry Nilsson, Johnny Rotten and David Byrne all sang his praises and nodded to his influence. Forget the anthemic choruses of the radio hits too, and all that glorious Dali-esque decadence. No, what’s always missing in Alice/Rock Hall discussions is the music: the understated intelligence and cultural narrative — all beautifully and strangely executed — in such songs as “Raped and Freezin’,” “Generation Landslide,” “Teenage Lament” and myriad others that should never be overlooked.
As I wrote in the liner notes to the Billion Dollar Babies Rhino/Warner reissue: The fact is, rock and roll would look a lot different had Alice Cooper never existed.
So kudos to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame for its belated choice.
(RIP Brian Nelson)