NOBODY’S PERFECT JOAN JETT: The Hit List (1990)

There comes a time in every Joan Jett aficionado’s devotion when the words

‘enough with the covers already!’ echo involuntarily into the ether. And that time normally comes about halfway through

‘The Hit List’. Jett’s strength lies in breathing rock life into forgotten bonbons from the late

50s and early 60s: street corner R’n’B; soda fountain schmaltz with a side order of turned-up-leather-jacket-collar doowop, but making lumpen rock (DC, ZZ, Hendrix and Doors) yet more lumpen? No one wants that...