In 1976 Kate Pierson founded the famed Athens, Georgia band The B-52s along with her pals Fred Schneider, Cindy Wilson, Ricky Wilson and Keith Strickland. It was the era of punk and new wave, but the B-52s were almost a whole new genre unto themselves.
Over the years Kate Pierson has explored many collaborations outside the B-52s, working with such artists as Iggy Pop, REM, David Byrne, and Matthew Sweet, but finally it’s time for Kate Pierson, solo artist. We always knew there was something special about her, and now with this record, the genie in the B-52s bottle reveals herself.
Listening to Kate’s solo record with her soaring, hovering, levitating voice sometimes steely, sometimes glowing neon, you suspect there is something really new in the 21st Century.
This is saucy, rocking music that has a lot of relevance to classic American pop of the fifties/sixties, like Carol King and Phil Spector, but it sounds completely now—we’re not just walking on the moon anymore, we’ve got robots on Mars and we’re landing on comets. This is sort of Brill Building song-crafting goes Now Age. Rock and roll with orgone energy and third eyes wide open.
This is an album of manifestos you can dance to. It offers wisdom on transcending cosmically dark days, on being who you are and loving it: a crowd surfer, an artist, a show stopper.
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