I’ve recently found myself downloading tons of tunes by Bow Wow Wow.
This is partly due to the fact that I am an occasionally nostalgic teen of the 80’s.
And due to the pure force that was Annabella Lwin.
This girl was on fire. Fierce and Wild. Shrieking and Precocious. Provacative.
In a way that I understood so very clearly at the time to be the (inner, at least) me.
And in a way that my older self can pause and reflect. On the very thought of unbottling and unbridling female passion and energy. For our/my own self. Or upon request.
I know that there is a layer there around the fact of her age at the time of her greatest fame. Whether she was sexualized or wrongly used. But I will leave that alone. For I think that part of her great talent was the reality of her tender years. That abandon that comes from being so. very. young.
And only I know how much good “hanging from the trees, naked in the breeze” would do me now…
So I thank you for what you brought to the table for me, Annabella. I think you are incredible.
Short Doc about her life and background…