Three of the cross-dressingest rock 'n' roll bands to have walked the Earth are storming the Hard Rock in their thigh-high platforms Tuesday. It's not strange, but it is a shame, that the New York Dolls have the play the role of opener. Yeah, Mötley Crüe and Poison were household names in the '80s, and sure, they sold millions of records. But without the Dolls, there would be no Crüe or Poison. That's an indisputable fact.
When Poison graced the cover of their 1986 debut, Look What the Cat Dragged In, all dolled up like the strippers they snorted coke off of, it was pretty shocking. In the '70s, the Dolls dressed up like hotter versions of the ladies they'd shoot Chinese rocks with -- but, it was hard to find a Dolls record at Kmarts and other fine retailers.
The Dolls albums did get into the hands of a young C.C. DeVille and a
young Nikki Sixx. We can imagine them going to bed every night with headphones
on, blasting "Personality Crisis" and dreaming of starting a glamorous
hard-rocking band of their own one day.
On the flipside, it is nice that the Crüe (celebrating its 30th
anniversary) and Poison (celebrating its 25th) would bring the
Godfathers of Glam (40th anniversary, no celebration) on the road. If
you go to the show and you don't know who the Dolls are, try not to think
about how the singer looks like the guy from Scrooged or Buster
Poindexter of "Feelin' Hot" fame. He is that guy. But more
important, he is the one of the first guys to get chicks by dressing
like chicks and rocking like a man.
Here are the sexiest, draggiest videos we could find by each band.
New York Dolls "Jet Boy"
They are so hot here, you almost want them to steal your girlfriend from you, so you can watch them make out.
Mötley Crüe "Wild Side"
The only difference between the Crüe and their backstage dancers is, the band is showing more skin.
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Poison "Talk Dirty to Me"