You know, I remember discovering Blondie, when I was a little girl in the big snowy woods. The Platinum Collection it was, and I found it absolutely transporting. It wasn’t exotic speaking of faraway lands – I’d lived in New York before. Blondie just served to remind me of a more exciting reality out in the world. And being, of course, a voice a twelve-year old could understand. Any little girls not already idolizing Deborah Harry should start immediately.