Stacia : Happy Amazon of the Cosmic Trailways
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'cause she digs Hawkwind. So howcum a nice girl from Dorset (Dorset on Saturn, that is) starts taking
her clothes off at receptions and parties?

Take that first and most legendary manifestation, at WEA's delightfully extravagant Alice Cooper
reception at Chessington Zoo last summer, where the heroine of this particular modern-day fable
effortlessly upstaged the hired stripper. Or at the NME's now infamous Christmas party at London's
Speakeasy club, where, when the hired stripper failed to materialise on time, ol' Stacia got on and got it
off. It appears there was no complex strategy behind these ventures. On each occasion, it appears, she
was brutally led into it by unkind souls.

"At the Alice thing, I was just there with a bunch of people, and this stripper came out and she was so
straifght that we thought something should be done for the freaks. So all the people I was with started
saying 'Go on Stacia, get out there and show 'em', so I just went and did it."

All in the interests of freaquality, thus. And as the Space Ritual advances on its inexorable path, Stacia
will be there, our very own cosmic dancer, flexing her ways across the icy trailways of the human
consciousness, loving to dance.

Kim Fowley hears of her, and places an invitation to join him in sexual congress upon the pages of "I.T."
[International Times] NME awards her a Golden Bra, and she said that she really wanted once to hang on
the wall...a gold lamé bra with NME on it in blue glitter, p'raps.

But whatever, Stacia has opened up new areas in rock presentation. Stop laughing, she has. While the
deranged masterminds of Hawkwind are bent over their mystic engines of destruction, it's Stacia who
provides a visual focus of interest for the band. Who'll be next to take a dancer on the road.

So rock on, Stacia. You're a definite contribution to the furtherance of civilisation. How many people can
have that said of them?

-Charles Shaar Murray
This short piece by Charles Shaar Murray
appeared in the March 10th 1973 issue of the
New Musical Express...

"So there I was on the planet Saturn, dancing
naked with my body painted, and this weird craft
loaded with strange degenerates landed near me
and the next thing I knew I was on stage at
Glastonbury."

If you've seen Hawkwind, you've seen Stacia.
Even if you haven't seen Hawkwind, you may
have seen Stacia. She's the happy Amazonian
figure who boogies in strange garb as the Sonic
Assassins do their various numbers on your head,
and on a couple of occasions she's made the party
go by whipping off her threads and shaking her
impressive physique all over the surrounding
scenery.

Sweetheart to millions, the focal point of
countless severely ridiculous fantasies...who is
Stacia?
Well, she's around six feet tall, possessed of
flowing brown hair, massive boobs, a friendly
disposition and a sweet nature. She's a dancer,
not a stripper (as many have erroneously
assumed) and she does it 'cause she digs it, and