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Dee D. Jackson!
Dee D. Jackson, seen above with a geyser of sparkle jizz shooting out of her intergalactic cooze, may sound and look like a long-lost member of the Jackson family who Joe Jackson made with an alien goddess nymph (strangely enough, that’s how La Toya Jackson was made). But Dee D. Jackson is not a member of the Jackson family, and instead, she landed on this earth in a disco ball meteor from Planet Fierceaganza!
This HSOTD comes to me from commenter Queen Mab of Air and Darkness who enlightened me to the space disco magnificence of Dee D. Jackson. Wikipedia tells me that Dee D. Jackson (born name: Deirdre Elaine Cozier) started out making movies in 1970s Munich before she decided to fill the ears of us humans with her disco space yodel. Dee D.’s biggest hit was 1978’s Automatic Lover, which peaked at #4 on the UK charts. The video was some “Kate Bush’s LSD trip while watching an episode of Doctor Who” frosty hotness, and co-starred her metal dildo robot lover. Get into this Phantom of the Opera meets Battlestar Galactica brilliance!
Dee D. Jackson followed up Automatic Lover with a space disco-themed album called Cosmic Curves, which included Meteor Man. Meteor Man was a small hit, and here’s Dee D. Jackson giving me Rita Repulsa’s more glamorous non-evil sister while performing it.
Dee D. Jackson got big-ish in Brazil, but I guess she didn’t answer to the “COME TO BRAZIL” call so Brazil created their own version of Dee D. Jackson. Regina Shakti performed as “D. Dee Jackson” (see what they did to avoid copyright lawsuits?), the Brazilian knock-off of Dee D. Jackson! Come for D. Dee Jackson’s exorcist yoga moves and stay for her chest bumping with a meteor man. And yes, this confirms that everybody in the 70s was coked up the entire time.
Dee D. Jackson put out several more songs and albums with the most recent one being in 2010.
At first I was hit with a wave of slight disappointment while realizing that I may never get to see Dee D. Jackson’s space goddess disco weirdness live. But then I told myself that when the earth finally combusts, sending us flying into the universe, we’ll get to see Dee D. Jackson performing on a meteor in the universe somewhere. Can’t wait!
Pic: Jupiter Records