Lisa Dominique was an example of how some women in rock were all boobs and no brain. I'm sure this rather sexy looking mistress adorned many a metalheads wall, but unlike Lita Ford, Joan Jett, Femme Fatale, Vixen, Lisa Dominique doesn't have the ability to rock, and instead, or so it seems, her lacy bra and tight jeans were used as the selling point. This is very bland boogie rock that boasted the awful 'Jealous Heart', a lightweight, ballroom boogie in which Lisa seems terribly out of tune over a mild tinkering of tragedy which I'm sure she may have called metal. I guess some metalheads may have been bewitched by Miss Dominique pouting on the cover, but throw that aside and all we get are weak and dire 'rock' tracks that barely rise above a pop plod. The title cut steals a Bolan riff and then transforms it into a barn dance. This is cheesy pop, confirmed by the atrocious video's of Lisa cavorting around like an '80s Page Three model. Too much of a "Grab ya partners by the hand..." if you ask me, and only gets a mention on this blog to dispel the notion that this album was metal...Nice lips, shame about the music.
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