Transvision Vamp’s music belongs on the soundtrack of a very bad late ‘80s film. Maybe some sub-Richard Curtis romantic comedy, set in London, starring Richard E. Grant or Hugh Laurie.
I was in a meeting at work once, and somebody’s mobile phone rang out. The ringtone was Nirvana’s Smells Like Teen Spirit, and it belonged to an odious senior executive at an advertising agency. She laughed, and said “I’m such a rock chick!” Groan. If Nirvana hadn’t have come along when they did, providing accessible popular rock for people to use to claim some sort of ‘alternative’ness, lame people like her would still regard Transvision Vamp’s style of music as cutting edge.
Still, Wendy James is super hot.
Hit: Baby I Don’t Care
Hidden Gem: Song To The Stars