Back in the early days of my squealy fangirlhood, when I first got interested in going to concerts, the first show I really wanted to see was Alice Cooper. Mom's foot spoke hard on that one. No way, no how, not gonna happen. I hear he kills babies. (Yes, Mom. He kills babies. On stage. With no consequence other than parental disappoval. Sheesh.) The very next month I was allowed to go see my actual first concert. Nazareth. I think she might have thought it was Christian rock. I neither confirmed nor denied.
I have to wonder if Alice Cooper (the band or the man) had any idea how iconic the song "School's Out" would continue to be, decades after its 1972 release. I'm quite certain he couldn't have anticipated appearing in the 2004 Staple's commercial featuring the song. Funnier than Gene Simmons' Dr. Pepper commercial and even Ace Frehley's Dunkin' Donuts commercial. Suck it, KISS. Alice did it all first. And he did it all better.
My girls were singing "School's Out" this morning - and I'll betcha a nickle I haven't heard it for the last time, today.
And I'm a-scared.
I love my girls. I do. But that line, "Well we got no class. And we got no principles." was written, I think, specifically with them in mind.
And they're gonna be here all day. Every day. For three months.
Didn't Alice also say, "lines form on my face and hands"? (totally out of context, I know, but work with me here.)
Didn't Alice also say "only women bleed"? It's a big 'ole hormone cocktail 'round here. And now there will be no respite. For three months.
Someone hold me.
Or pour me a shot.
Or shoot me.