Deadsplinter Up! All Night: Did it happen if you don’t remember it?

Husband came home the other day, and said he had been chatting with three coworkers, one late 20s, one mid 30s and one early 50s, and NONE of them had heard of Grace Slick (Or Jefferson Airplane, either). NONE of them. These are all women, by the way. Grace Slick, flipping icon, no one had heard of her. I feel kind of upset about this. So, here’s some Gracie, dang it.

You rock, Gracie. xo

avataravataravataravataravataravataravataravataravataravataravataravatar

21 Comments

  1. That’s crazy. One of the strongest and most distinctive voices in rock history. 80’s Grace was quite underrated, too.

    Jefferson Starship – Stranger

  2. Wow, that’s hard to believe, especially from the woman in her 50’s. Grace and the Airplane were a huge part of the San Francisco scene.
    Another Bay Area band, from the 80’s with a cool woman out front.

    Romeo Void – Never Say Never

  3. Before I knew her for White Rabbit/Jefferson Airplane as my exposure to North American pop culture was limited at the time, I only knew her as the woman who sang this:

    And the dumbest song ever?

  4. yes it did
    tbh.. the real question is can you really be sorry for shit you dont know you did?


    sorry… headline sent me for a spin… tbh.. thats the main question i ended up with once i realized i had a drinking problem….
    i still dont know the answer… ive mostly got my drinking under control now…tho i still havent quit… but ill never know why i did what i did…if i did it… (that last bit is a fun niggle too…coz its much easier to accuse whomever says you did of lying than to admit you dont know)

    • I will always have a soft spot for Chicago (the group). My parents were inveterate flea market and yard sale goers. I have a lot of older siblings and they had albums and 8-tracks and I didn’t. At a yard sale when I was about 5 I rebelled and demanded one of my own. One of my older brothers spotted a 45 of “Does Anybody Really Know What Time It Is?” and said, “Ask Dad to buy you this.” They were probably asking a nickel, or maybe just gave it to us.

      We got home and I could not have been more excited. My oldest sister took it out of the sleeve and wrote my name on it (the sleeve) while another brother put it on the turntable, with the help of one of his 300 plastic inserts that allowed 45s to be played on turntables meant for albums. I can’t believe I remember this. I’m in my 50s.

      So without further ado, Ladies and Gentlemen…Chicago!

Leave a Reply