I often joke that my mum, dad and auntie will forever be cooler than I am, even as they head into their 60s. The latest evidence of this was when I started receiving pictures of my mum and auntie, “the twins”, taken at the Tate’s landmark exhibition of feminist art, Women in Revolt!, showing them on the front cover of a radical zine called Shocking Pink.
The twins had no idea they were going to be in the exhibition, and accepted the news in typically nonchalant style. They couldn’t remember the magazine, having the picture taken, nor whether or not they did an interview for the magazine. I sighed and rolled my eyes, as I have been doing since I was a teenager. But inside, I was still pleased for them. As musicians, their legacy lives on in unexpected ways. I feel lucky to hear them on the radio every now and then, to see an old image of them in a restaurant toilet (true story), or to have a friend’s parent tell me how much they loved their band, Soho.
