My family is very proud, and it’s mind boggling to me. I guess it’s not my image, but one of the biggest thrills for me is flying my mom to a concert date and then taking her sightseeing afterwards. I did that when I played in San Francisco, and we had a great time. My mom is one of my biggest fans. She stands and cheers and screams at my concerts.
My parents’ only objection to me playing in a rock-and-roll band was the question of me surviving. You know, this business can chew you up and spit you out. It happens every day, especially to girls. But I’ve always wanted to play the guitar and sing, so they let me. They always stood by me no matter what, and that’s what has kept me going during the rough times.
I may look hard and tough, but deep down, I’m not really. If I didn’t have the love and support of my parents…well, I don’t know if I could handle it.
–Joan Jett, from Joan Jett, by Todd Oldham, on Ammo Books.
On Friday night, Joan Jett took the stage in Vancouver and delivered the sad news that her mother had passed away the day before, on August 26th. Joan dedicated the show to her.
Joan has said that she wouldn’t be who she is without her mother, and in a sense, we wouldn’t be either. Her confidence, her swagger, her willingness to jump with both feet into the unknown and succeed there–Joan got that, at least in part, from her mother. But me? My entire sense of self, knowing that it’s OK to be weird, and learning how to love myself when no one understands me–I got all of that from Joan. I have never met Joan’s mother, and I don’t even really know her name, but I love her anyway. And I will always be grateful for what she has given us.
Joan, my heart goes out to you, your whole family, and everyone that has ever been touched by your mother. I wish you all peace. And please know that the Jettheads are your extended family, and we love you very much.