I took my family to a free (and terrific!) The Knack concert in Woodland Hills, Californian on Sunday, and used my digital camera to take a crappy video of the band performing my favorite song of theirs, "Good Girls Don't." Silent Porn Star wrote a wonderful essay about what the song meant to her when she used to listen to it in high school in 1978.
I'm no music expert, so I wouldn't even try to discuss "their sound" and it's place in Music History; but The Knack holds a very important place in my music history.
You see, like most high school girls in 1978, I ran out and bought My Sharona. First, it was the 45 single (for you young pups, that's a smaller vinyl recording played at a faster speed); but as soon as it was released, I went to Get The Knack (that's the LP, dearies). And when Good Girls Don't hit the airwaves, well, things changed.
In that flushing-heat sort of way.
Read the rest of the essay here: Good Girls Don't
