In the meantime, we present you the soon-to-be-inducted rockers:
I was actually pretty enthused by the announcement, even as more and more people take aim at the RnRHoF as being a pointless, off-the-mark institution run by cheap, biased jackasses. Or, as Johnny Rotten put it, a piss-stain. Here's an amusing recent article chronicling 17 awkward, insulting, and off-putting moments from the induction ceremonies of the last 30 years. Guess who was mentioned first??? You know who it was.
Eh. It's fun. And it's not like it's the goddamn Grammys.
So The Zombies got in! It was wishful thinking on my part to make that call, but I'm glad for them. I mean, there's every chance that ubiquitous Walking-Dead-and-the-like zombie-mania over the last few years led to a surge in popularity, or maybe someone even thought that's what they were voting for, but hey, they're in. They're great fun and were likely the first to sing "Who's your daddy?" on the radio.
And The Cure! I'm a big fan and yet didn't think they had the Hall voters swayed. Very glad for Robert Smith & Co. It's just like a dream.
Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me came out a couple of months before Hysteria, but they might as well have emanated from different planets. Their fans certainly did . . . though I can claim to have owned both albums. On cassette.
Back to the modern era... here's a Spotify playlist of tunes from those that got the call. Enjoy.


