Michelle Meldrum - Biography

Biography

Meldrum was born in Detroit, Michigan, to a family of musicians and actors (grandfather Thomas Hubbard and Great Uncle Elbert Hubbard). The family moved to Los Angeles, California when she was 13. She started playing guitar at age 14. Ulrich Roth and Michael Schenker were her main influences after listening to albums such as the Scorpions' 1976 album Virgin Killer. Her first move was forming thrash metal band Wargod with later Dark Angel, DETHKLOK, Death and Strapping Young Lad drummer Gene Hoglan, then moving on to become both co-founder and lead guitarist in Phantom Blue, an all-female heavy metal band. Phantom Blue released their self-titled debut album on Shrapnel Records in the US (Roadrunner Records in Europe & Japan, and on to a major label deal with Geffen Records). The band toured internationally with much success.

Meldrum married Europe guitarist John Norum in 1995 and they moved to Sweden where she went on to form Meldrum, a multi-national hard rock band. In 2005, Meldrum toured for three months with Zakk Wylde's Black Label Society, appearing in sold out venues across the US and Europe. In the fall of 2005, Meldrum joined Motörhead as special guests on their 30th anniversary tour throughout Europe. Meldrum has also toured with Sepultura, Danzig and Nashville Pussy, among others. In addition, she performed with her former Phantom Blue band mate Linda McDonald and The Iron Maidens on a handful of gigs in late 2006.

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