Hollywood’s Sunset Strip has long been a stacked-heeled stomping ground for rock ‘n’ roll supergroups: Camp Freddy with Jane’s Addiction‘s Dave Navarro and Chris Chaney, Velvet Revolver‘s Matt Sorum, and the Cult‘s Billy Morrison; the Starfuckers‘ regular revolving-door jam night at the Cat Club, featuring the Stray Cats‘ Slim Jim Phantom and Guns N’ Roses‘ Gilby Clarke; and Metal Skool at the Key Club, where ’80s hair-rock tribute band Steel Panther is joined onstage each Monday by everyone from Paul Stanley of Kiss to Billy Ray Cyrus to Lil’ Jon.
But until recently, the whole Sunset Strip supergroup shtick has been something of a boys’ club. Awesomely, that’s all changed with the arrival of the Chelsea Girls. With a kickass core lineup of Amazonian ex-Nashville Pussy bassist Corey Parks; shredtastic Donnas axemistress Allison Robertson; Hole/Peaches/Motley Crue drumming wonder Samantha Maloney; and white-hot, white-blonde frontwoman Tuesdae, the Chelsea Girls have hit Hollywood with the slogan “for those about to rock…we seduce you,” and they deliver on that promise.
So last night was that time of the month–the last Thursday of the month, that is, when the Chelsea Girls played their new residency at the Roxy. And as they kicked out the jams on trashy testosterock classics by AC/DC and Judas Priest with seriously more balls than any boy, these grrrls almost caused a riot on the Sunset Strip.
Below are the Chelsea Girls allowing a man into their midst–one of the few worthy of their supremely rockin’ company and able to keep up with them, Motorhead‘s holy, moley legend Lemmy Kilmister–along with even more estrogen overload onstage in the pleasingly curvy form of show emcee/dancer Carmen Electra. Here they viciously tear into the Sid Vicious-popularized Eddie Cochran rawker “Something Else,” and well, it’s something else indeed: