Last night some new playas were inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. You know what that means … former hotties in leather. Or, in this case, dread locks and polyester bell-bottoms. After the jump, which inductees I would Shun, Shag, and Marry. [Rock Hall]Shun: Are The Hollies a band, or just an amalgam of every bad rock ‘n’ roll band stereotype? Hello, Spinal Tap incarnate. While I do appreciate their music, I don’t think I’ll become one of their groupies any time soon. Dudes who only need “the air that they breathe” are most definitely raging narcissists. Sorry, Graham Nash … love your work. But not in my pants.
Shag: If you could bottle punk rock angst and sex appeal and bring it to sexytime, you would, right? Behold Iggy Pop and the Stooges. They give me lust for more than life.
Marry: Phil Collins? Peter Gabriel? Yes! Genesis are the types of dudes you settle down with for life. If you want a sensitive bunch that changes, grows, and stays relevant over time, not following musical trends, but rather creative instincts, say I do to Genesis. Oh … and they’re very successful and filthy rich too. Um … hold on my heart!