CREEMEDIA
You’ll like the Nada Band. There are about a dozen of them, they all wear a great deal of make-up, and a couple of them have fabulous teased hair. Indeed, one of the saxophonists, Susie Sidewinder, sports a beehive you’d be surprised not to find black widows breeding in.
Alan Arkush Gets Crazy
CREEMEDIA
John Mendelssohn
You’ll like the Nada Band. There are about a dozen of them, they all wear a great deal of make-up, and a couple of them have fabulous teased hair. Indeed, one of the saxophonists, Susie Sidewinder, sports a beehive you’d be surprised not to find black widows breeding in. When she’s not singing, Nada herself flies through the air with the greatest of ease—or at least performs a gape-inducing succession of cartwheels and somersaults. Even though the band includes only one punkette, whose hair appears to have been scorched off on the sides, boys with mohawks go into a frenzy at the sight of them and scurry onto the stage, only to be sent hurtling back whence they came by Nada’s dainty foot.