ABSTRACT
There has always been something a little perverse about a tot singing adult songs and mimicking adult emotions. Thirteen-year-old Brenda Lee singing “All the Way,” for instance, is borderline sick when you think about it. The same can’t really be said about the Collins Kids. Most of us have got stuff at the back of the fridge older than the Collins Kids when they started, but the whole point about rock’n’ roll was that it was and for and by kids. No one made that point more explicit than they did.
