07/31/2026
Chrissie Hynde
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Reckless: the Chrissie Hynde autobiography
There was only one detail outstanding. We had the single, we had a manager, we had each other and we had the photo. But we still had no name.
“We’re about to print the sleeve. We need a name.”
I remembered a story I’d told two nights earlier to Vermillion, one of the chicks who hung out with the Heavy Bikers in London. It made us both laugh.
The story went: I’d been with the sargeant-at-arms, in the clubhouse in Eldtham. He took me into his room and bolted the door. He didn’t want any of his brothers to hear. Then he put his arms around me as if to dance, and whispered, “Sweetheart, I want you to hear my favourite song.”
No wonder he didn’t want the others to hear. This wasn’t the Stones at Altamont – it was Sam Cooke singing “The Great Pretender.”
Chrissie Hynde is totally fearless. She played rock with a punk attitude. (Having read her biography I am amazed that she has survived ... and even flourished ... to tell her tale).
Chrissie’s distinct voice ranges from breathy and romantic to sharp and aggressive. James Honeyman-Scott played a jangly lead guitar. And bassist Pete Farndon and drummer Martin Chamber provided a heavy, funky, and driving groove. Like all great and memorable bands, The Pretenders were pioneers of a unique sound that still resonates today.
Credit MOJO 387 (February 2026)
When it comes to her enthusiasm for music, Chrissie Hynde remains the fan she always was. This past summer, she and Johnny Marr attended one of the Oasis shows at Wembley. Later she took to Instagram to enthusiastically state, “There is still nothing better than a rock band doing their thing with a minimal light show and no extra people cluttering the stage.”
That sounds like a Pretenders show, MOJO points out.
“Oh, well, y’know, that’s what I like,” she firmly declares.
“No one leaves a gig whistling the lights.”