{"id":10137,"date":"2012-03-06T09:00:29","date_gmt":"2012-03-06T09:00:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.badreputation.org.uk\/?p=10137"},"modified":"2012-03-06T09:00:29","modified_gmt":"2012-03-06T09:00:29","slug":"rhian-jones-cover-girls-and-typical-girls","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/badreputation.org.uk\/2012\/03\/06\/rhian-jones-cover-girls-and-typical-girls\/","title":{"rendered":"Cover Girls and Typical Girls"},"content":{"rendered":"
There were several predictable bones to pick with last week\u2019s Guardian<\/strong> piece<\/a> in which former editors of the
New Musical Express<\/strong> selected their most noteworthy covers. The
feature left out a lot of the former
Accordion Weekly<\/strong>\u2019s history, notably anything prior to
the late 1970s, but what struck me most about the covers chosen was the
disparity between the first one and the last. The
NME<\/strong>‘s decline<\/a>
from a vital and thoughtful read to a list-heavy vehicle for mutual
backscratching seemed to be reflected in the journey from Pennie
Smith’s 1979 cover shot of the Slits, then a relatively obscure
and resolutely uncommercial dub-punk girl-gang, dressed in mud and
loincloths, to, thirty years on, a cover featuring the monarch of
manufactured mediocrity in
a headshot<\/a> which, to quote a commenter, makes the paper look like
the
Radio Times<\/strong>.<\/p>\n
Smith\u2019s photographs of the Slits mudlarking in the grounds of
their Surrey recording studio became a defining image of the band,
notably through being used on the cover of their debut album
Cut<\/strong>. This article looks briefly at the controversy
generated by the images themselves, and how it relates to
subsequent and current presentation of women in the UK music
press.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n
The space provided by punk for female as well as well as
male self-expression and emancipation can be overstated
\u2013 see Helen Reddington\u2019s research<\/a>
on the persistence of entrenched chauvinist and sexist
attitudes \u2013 but the Slits were unarguably, in the words
of Caroline Coon, \u2018driving a coach and various guitars
straight through… the concept of The Family and female
domesticity\u2019. One of the first prominent bands to
spring from the art-squats of punk west London, the
Slits\u2019 early music and performance was a squall of
untrained, instinctive energy, and their casually
confrontational appearance and behavior drew negative
reactions ranging from media disapproval to violent
hostility. Although tending to recoil from any overtly
political espousal of feminism, the band bluntly advocated
female independence and empowerment, encouraging girls to
form bands and to define themselves by their actions rather
than their relationships.<\/p>\n
\u2018We\u2019re just not interested in questions about
Women\u2019s Liberation… You either think
chauvinism\u2019s shit or you don\u2019t. We think
it\u2019s shit… Girls shouldn\u2019t hang around
with people who give them aggro about what they want to
do. If they do they\u2019re idiots.\u2019
The image on the
Cut<\/strong> cover fits into the Slits\u2019 more
general disruptions and subversions of accepted
feminine tropes, including their punk-inspired
adoption of fetish and bondage gear as deconstructed
parts of an everyday wardrobe, and their
plain-speaking on sex and sexuality. The band\u2019s
proto-Goth contemporary Siouxsie Sioux remarked that
they ‘weren’t glamorous, they were very
earthy’. The Slits\u2019 aesthetic and
behaviour onstage and off was repeatedly referenced
in terms of wildness and ferocity, reinforcing their
performance of an exoticised, ‘untamed’
sexuality, which on the album cover clashed with the
band\u2019s bucolic backdrop to create an arresting
mash-up of English Rose and Amazon.<\/p>\n
Having in their earlier career declined several
offers from labels intent on exploiting the
novelty aspect of a girl band, and battled with
industry men who expected female musicians to
\u2018kowtow or flutter your eyelids\u2019, the
band\u2019s stated aim for the cover of their
debut was to ‘show that women could be
sexy without dressing in a prescribed way. Sexy,
in a natural way, and naked, without being
pornographic’. Their bassist Tessa Pollitt
described the cover as \u2018one of the most
liberating things I have done\u2019, claiming
that the band were \u2018celebrating the
freedoms we were creating\u2019. The cover
divided opinion at the time of its release,
dismissed by some as a cynically sexualized
ploy, and ridiculed by others because of the
group\u2019s deviation from a conventionally
desirable body shape (Smith\u2019s photographs
were taken at a point when the Slits had
succumbed to the regular eating and sleeping
hours of studio life, away from the chaotic
amphetamine-fuelled living to which they\u2019d
grown accustomed, leaving them looking softer
and more rounded than expected by those policing
punk angularity – a particularly
frustrating slant of attack given punk\u2019s
early attempts to transcend these kind of
prescriptive aesthetics).<\/p>\n
Music writer Vivien Goldman embraced the
Cut<\/strong> cover as a defiant reclamation
of the female body, and Pauline Black, who
went on to form 2-Tone band the Selecter, saw
it as \u2018so joyous, innocent and natural
that it just seemed like a celebration of
womanhood rather than any cheap
titillation\u2019. It still has the power to
spark disagreement: Roni Sarig in The Secret History Of Rock<\/strong><\/a>
waxes lyrical that the cover
\u2018confounded notions of sexuality and
civility and positioned the group as modern
primitive feminist rebels – girls not
afraid to be natural, sexual and
formidable\u2019, while the author of the Punk77<\/a>
website makes the counter-claim that the
image in fact undermines Sarig\u2019s idea
\u2018that they were one of the first all
female bands to avoid being ‘marketed
as sex objects’… They had their
tits out. For instance I was 16 when this
album came out… I and many others
didn’t see it as anything but three
nudes on a cover!\u2019<\/p>\n
As for the women-in-the-music-press
discussion, so far so same-old. Cazz
Blase’s recent
article<\/a> on the UK music press
maintained that it is marketed, sold and
created primarily by and for men. The
NME<\/strong>, which in 2009
appointed Krissi Murison as its first
female editor, is actually not too bad
as far as the balance of genders among
its staff goes – although the
relative positions women occupy, and
how this translates to coverage and
presentation of female musicians, are
different debates. In 2010, Aoife
Barry gave an
overview<\/a> of the
underrepresentation of female
musicians on the covers of music
magazines, emphasizing the
egregiousness of Q in
particular:<\/p>\n
Why not count how many women you
can see on the covers of
Q<\/strong> magazine this year
(two solo covers: Cheryl Cole
and Lady Gaga \u2013 and two
group shots: Amy Winehouse and
Lily Allen together in a group
shot; and Lady Gaga again in a
group shot). The reason I
mention
Q<\/strong> is that the
response to \u2018there
aren\u2019t enough women on
the covers of music
magazines\u2019 is often
\u2018but that\u2019s because
it reflects the amount of
women working in music’.
This is not true \u2013
particularly in the case of
Q<\/strong>, which covers
mainstream rock, indie and
pop music. In fact, the
female musicians it covers
are usually from the pop
arena. And you cannot argue
that the pop realm is
oestrogen-free.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
While, as Barry admits,
\u2018there may not be a
great conspiracy to keep
women off the covers of
music magazines and give
them minimal coverage on
the inside pages\u2019, it
is frequently the case
that when women are
featured, so is a latent
or overt sexualizing of
them which does not affect
their male counterparts to
the same degree.<\/p>\n
One has to factor in, of
course, the degree to
which coverage of bands
will depend upon
commercial trends in rock
and indie; the musical
greywash which occurred
under late Britpop saw a
sidelining of female
artists which appeared to
reach its dull conclusion
in the post-Libertines
profusion of almost
invariably male
\u2018landfill indie\u2019
groups. This connection is
made explicit in
Q<\/strong>\u2019s
concern with catering
for a target demographic
supposedly
\u2018inspired by the
rock’n’roll
swagger of Liam, Noel,
Blur and the whole
Britpop scene\u2019, a
remit which perhaps
explains last
October\u2019s gobsmackingly
retrograde<\/a> Kasabian
cover while doing little
to excuse it.<\/p>\n
Smith\u2019s shot of
the Slits in all
their unphotoshopped
glory differs from
Q<\/strong>‘s
cover in several
obvious respects
\u2013 its
subjects muddy
rather than
glossy, wearing
unselfconscious
grins rather than
careful
high-maintenance
pouts, and,
crucially, having
shaped the image
via their own
concept and
direction rather
than following a
top-down marketing
or editorial
strategy.
It\u2019s true
that the NME has
never been an
impregnable
bastion of
women’s
liberation \u2013
even on that Slits
cover,
there\u2019s the
dubious
<\/a>strapline
referring to them
as the
paper\u2019s
\u2018Page One
girls\u2019 \u2013
and I’m sure
that just as many
readers saw the
cover as wank
material as
chin-strokingly
believed it to be
‘confounding
notions of
sexuality and
civility’. A
happy few may even
have done both.
But the upfront
disheveled
self-confidence
the Slits display
is still striking
and even looks
quaint in an era
where the last
comparable
Empowered and
Liberated woman on
an
NME<\/strong>
cover was, who,
Beth Ditto?
Whose
appearance, and
the ensuing debates<\/a>
on whether it
constituted
’empowerment’
or
‘objectification’,
proved that
non-standard
naked women were
still
controversial in
2007.<\/p>\n
Cazz Blaze,
citing the
music
press\u2019
recession-induced
drift towards
conservatism,
characterized
by an
increasing
reliance on
sponsorship
and
advertising,
predicts
little room
for
improvement in
opportunities
for women to
express their
emancipation
rather than
their
objectification.
Her
characterization
of online
music
publications
like The
Quietus<\/a>
as more
conscientious
about women as
artists,
readers, and
writers, is an
interesting
point. It ties
in with the
idea of the
internet as a
space where
female
engagement
with music can
be expressed
and explored
without being
dismissed as
exclusively
sex-centred or
derided as
juvenile
inanity, and
where female
musicians
themselves can
harness the
internet\u2019s
capacity for
unregulated
self-expression
and audience
interaction,
frequently<\/a>
in ways which
circumvent or
combat
industry and
media-led
imperatives on
how women are
meant to
appear.<\/p>\n
Despite the
internet\u2019s
progressive
potential for
allowing
female artists
control over
their own
presentation,
the reception
of and
reaction to
that
presentation
remains beyond
their control.
After punk,
and after riot
grrl, the jury
is still out
on the
political uses
of the naked
female form,
and on their
degree of
effectiveness.
Do images like
those of Ditto
and the Slits
deconstruct
and demystify
the female
body? How
constructively
do they inform
debates on
body image and
female
sexuality? In
the eyes of
observers male
and female,
are they
validating
alternative
ways of being
attractive, or
are they
merely putting
forward an
alternative
cut of
meat?<\/p>\n
And, of
course, should
we be
concerned at
all with how a
musician looks
as opposed to
how she
– or he
–
sounds?<\/p>\n
Under the Cover<\/h3>\n
\n–
Slits
guitarist Viv Albertine, June
1977<\/a><\/strong><\/p><\/blockquote>\n
Covered in Controversy<\/h3>\n
Bad Cover Versions<\/h3>\n
Covering Up?<\/h3>\n