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Now clearly quite a few of you readers will never have heard of Joan Jett but let me tell you, she’s the ultimate rock chick.

Dead sassy, right in your face, fairly hot and a great singer. Now I used to have a number of albums of hers and a bit of a thing for her. OK, quite a lot of a thing for her actually. As time went on, I lost all the albums and lets face it, they were proper records, so I’d have nothing to play them on now.

Anyway, Classic Rock FM played ‘I love rock and roll’ the other day and it reminded me how good she was so I downloaded the greatest hits of Joan Jett and the Blackhearts from itunes.

What a fucking awesome album, brilliant! I was playing it away at maximum volume and my son virtually ran into the room. He’s 15 so he’s down with the kids and that, and he asked ‘who’s that awesome band dad?’ Now obviously since he is fifteen he actually said something in a different language like ‘Sick Charlie, that music beats like never ending innit’, which means the same thing.

I was stuck in a difficult place now. I could tell him this was a band that rocked my world 30 years ago, which would put him off forever, or I could deny all previous and lie.

“Dunno son, I’ve just found them, Joan Jett and the Blackhearts, they’re gnarly aren’t they?”

He laughed but I could see he was hooked, they do sound pretty modern to be honest. He’s gone off to download some songs for himself. Sweet!