I dunno, call me a killjoy. Wouldn't be the first time. But I'm not sure the exclusion of the J. Geils Band from this year's list of Rock and Roll Hall of Fame inductees is a giant injustice. And this from a guy who saw the boys at the Gahhhden back in the day, when the place was a sweetish-smelling smoky hellhole and the guy next to me in line waiting to get in threw up half his quart of neon-orange Tango screwdriver mix before they even opened the doors. Good times.
My friend Sarah's cri de coeur in the Herald this morning hit all the right notes. But is their exclusion really "despicable," as Charles Laquidara told her? Uh, no. I mean, they can get in next year. It makes us look a bit provincial to put this fine blues-rock outfit at the top of the Hall's heap. Are they worthy of the Hall? Sure. But which of this year's inductees would you bump in favor of Peter Wolf and the boys? Miles Davis?? The Sex Pistols?? Skynyrd?? Black Sabbath?? Blondie? Now, Miles may be the only one on that list I would rather hear than the Geils Band. But even Debbie Harry and company are arguably more influential than the boys from Boston. And among other artists snubbed this year are the Stooges and John Mellencamp.
And doesn't the whole Rock Hall thing, with its star-studded gala at some fancy New York hotel, just make you want to barf a little, like the guy drinking the Tango? Here's hoping Johnny Rotten and Ozzy both go off their meds before the ceremony, and things get old-school ugly.