Wendy O’s back ink. Almost as awesome as she was.

Wendy O. Williams is the greatest Punk icon to ever live. If anyone tries to dispute this fact, ask them what they were doing during the years 1978 and 1985. Bitches to Bro’s they were up to their ass in the Bee Gees and Donna Summer. Or, so depressed about Ian Curtis that they stopped caring about music all together. Although Cherrybomb herself was temporarily on Wendy hiatus by way of Blizzard of Oz, a young Cherrybomb was incapable of not being aware of Wendy Orlean and The Plasmatics.

Wendy O on skin. Now that’s love…

Wendy O would have turned 59 today. Her initials spell the word, WOW. Wendy jumped out of speeding cars and cut up guitars with chainsaws. She was a fearless woman who took every opportunity to express her intelligent, fuck-the-establishment ideology.

Wendy O, the night after Milwaukee. You can’t keep a good woman down.

Most people might only remember the platinum Mohawk and the duct-tape… Cherrybomb is thankful that her exposure to Wendy O wasn’t limited to the mainstream media. There has never been another woman more strong, unafraid or 100% FUCK YOU than Wendy was.

Wendy O Williams in all her glory.

So today, May 28th, we should all get down on our knees and pledge allegiance to the greatest woman to ever Fuck ‘n’ Roll, Wendy Orlean Williams. A woman in control until the very end. While there won’t be anyone else like her again, we might all try to be more like her in some way. If you put your trust in Sex and Rock ‘n’ Roll, you will never fail. If you put your money where your mouth is, and don’t mean it, your teeth should systematically be kicked out.

However, if you take the world by the balls and mean it, you might win. I hope you know that now. While there is still so much to say about Wendy, I’ll leave you with one last thought.

Fuck Techno-Pop.