Dear Hollywood

Joy Rose and Candy Band, Mamapalooza NYC

Joy Rose and Candy Band, Mamapalooza NYC

Dear Hollywood, –

You call me periodically to inquire about the Moms of Rock– For a while I called you back.

That was after you watched the news coverage, magazine articles, radio, and rise of a new cool mom movement with thrilled anticipation during the years 1997-2007. I think it was sometime in 2005 when I sat in the offices of CAA and shuttled from the FOX lab and offices of American Idol to Spielberg’s studio. Thanks for the neat ride.

It was fun. We lunched at all the hot spots. My creative directors set up more meetings with writers and reality TV studios.

I was kinda flattered when the Canadian team approached us to do a documentary, and the cameras showed up every time we played. There sure were a LOT of meetings. I couldn’t believe it when D. Sellers called me in my kitchen and said, “How would you like me to make you a star?”

Then the television series “Desperate Housewives” came out of the studios seven years after the New York Times and other publications featured my band “Housewives On Prozac”.

Then a year after all our meetings you produced the show “Rita Rocks” which didn’t actually rock.

Then full on humiliation with “The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills,” The Real Housewives of Atlanta” and “The Real Housewives of Orange County,” and the other associated shows.

I guess I’m glad I turned down the offers to set up a MAMAPALOOZA battle of the bands with the winner getting a new dishwasher. None of us were that interested in humiliating our children for the sake of a buck anyway.

So, if I don’t return your casting calls (which still come in occasionally), every time you’re looking for a hot rocker mom, I hope this letter explains why.

All my experiences with the film and television industry demonstrate examples of the studio system wanting to coopt our original ideas and good intentions.

In recent years motherhood has been used to sell everything from sex to diapers. Each encounter has shown
me that you have created a system that is demeaning to women.

Besides you call me and ask for my references, but never negotiate a fee.

I hope this expresses my sentiments clearly enough. I have gone back to graduate school to attempt to understand a capitalist, corporate system that invests its energies in such soul-less crap. Perhaps I’ll find some answers as my new scholarly feminist identity emerges.

Oh, and if you wanna see the “Real Moms Of Rock” watch Kate Perotti’s film “Momz Hot Rocks.” It isn’t that slick but its got heart, and it won a fair amount of acclaim in the festival circuit. Not that you gave her a distribution deal or respected her in any way either.


Joy Rose




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