Showing posts with label sex pistols. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sex pistols. Show all posts

Friday, May 24, 2024

The Muse of the Sex Pistols

Lesson 2. Establish the name Sex Pistols.

Who was this girl?

Not a natural blonde. British. Now about 50. Then 18.

This goddess of punk was in THE GREAT ROCK AND ROLL SWINDLE. Film credit - Soo Catwoman

Where is this icon now?

Back in 2020 Unknown wrote in comments, "Her name is Judy Croll. She was allegedly fourteen years old in this movie. She was portraying as Soo Catwoman."

Mystery solved, although another remains. What was lesson # 1?

From Wikipedia : Soo Catwoman began developing her distinctive hairstyle in 1972, when she began to spike up the sides of her hair in reference to Bride of Frankenstein, while also having a pink-striped fringe. Displeased with always having to style this hair, in 1976 she had the middle of her head shaved in an Ealing barbershop. She used Vicks VapoRub to style this cut. This haircut led to her and Marco Pirroni being approached by a woman in summer 1976 to join Club Louise, a lesbian club on Poland Street, where she befriended the members of London's early punk scene.

Fade to 2010 Soo covered O’Jays hit “The Backstabbers” with Derwwod Andrews (Generation X)on guitar, Rat Scabies (The Damned)on drums 2010.

Soo Catwoman's last Instagram on Instagram dates back to 2020.

I wish her the best.

Punk Forever.

Sunday, June 5, 2022

GOD SAVE THE QUEEN by the Sex Pistols

Queen Elizabeth II was honored by a Silver Jubilee in 1977. While most of the English were glad to celebrate their sovereign's 25th year on the throne, the country was in a terrible state with the war in Occupied Ireland and unemployment on the dole was the destiny of the young. it was not a happy country and a punk band released GOD SAVE THE QUEEN, which was banned from airplay by the BBC and Independent Broadcasting Authority refused to play the song. Despite this the controversial song hit # 1 on the NME on the strength of touching a revolutionary chord in the hearts of the disenfranchised youth, although according to the lead singer Johnny Rotten, "You don't write 'God Save The Queen' because you hate the English race. You write a song like that because you love them, and you're fed up with them being mistreated."

On the Jubilee holiday the band hired a boat to cruise the Thames. London police stopped them from playing the song and arrested a number of their entourage.

Johnny Rotten once more John Lydon fought against a re-release of GOD SAVE THE QUEEN, telling the press,

"I would like to very strongly distance myself from the recent stories and campaign to push 'God Save The Queen' for the number one spot. This campaign totally undermines what The Sex Pistols stood for. It is certainly not my personal plan or aim. I am proud of what The Sex Pistols achieved and always will be but this campaign totally undermines what The Sex Pistols stood for. This is not my campaign. I am pleased that the Sex Pistols recordings are being put out there for a new generation, however, I wish for no part in the circus that is being built up around it."

Fucking square only because he wasn't getting paid for the song, but he deserves it too along with the rest of the band; Paul Cook, Steve Jones, and Glen Matlock.

Sid Vicious didn't play bass on the LP.

GOD SAVE THE QUEEN by the Sex Pistols

God save the queen The fascist regime They made you a moron Potential H-bomb

God save the queen She ain't no human being There is no future In England's dreaming

Don't be told what you want Don't be told what you need There's no future, no future, No future for you

God save the queen We mean it man We love our queen God saves

God save the queen 'Cause tourists are money And our figurehead Is not what she seems

Oh God save history God save your mad parade Oh Lord God have mercy All crimes are paid

When there's no future How can there be sin We're the flowers in the dustbin We're the poison in your human machine We're the future, your future

God save the queen We mean it man We love our queen God saves

God save the queen We mean it man And there is no future In England's dreaming

No future, no future, No future for you No future, no future, No future for me

No future, no future, No future for you No future, no future

For you

To hear GOD SAVE THE QUEEN please go to the following URL

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R8fLOJswWtk

Thursday, October 1, 2020

Sex Pistols In the Lone Star State

NEVER MIND THE BOLLOCKS by the Sex Pistols was released in late-October 1977 The LP was buoyed by the hit singles GOD SAVE THE QUEEN, PRETTY VACANT, and the hot HOLIDAY IN THE SUN and while rejected by the BBC and various UK record stores, the Sex Pistols' album reached the # 1 spot without ever getting airplay.

Political pressure and police presence in Britain forced the controversial band to hit the road and their provocative manager Malcolm McLaren scheduled a USA tour through the Deep South for the sake of headlines.

Sid Vicious gave him what he wanted from the neophyte bassist.

The audience thronged to the venues to watch punk's top band sink into an ocean of hostility.

S was fucked up for every show.

Sporting a recently blooded body carving 'Gimme a fix' Sid Vicious hit the stage of Dallas' Longhorn Ballroom. According to Wikipedia 'he spat blood at a woman who had climbed onstage and punched him in the face.'

Over 2000 people saw that show.

An Austin reporter wrote the following;

"Sid was really fucked up. Really drunk. He played for a while without his guitar plugged in. He played for a while with a fish. I think somebody threw it up there, a bass or something. People seemed pissed at him. He'd spit on the audience; they'd spit on him. That's what you did. There was this element of, "You paid to see us play?"
The memorable thing about the show was the crowd and how tightly packed it was. Everybody had moments when you were suddenly not on the ground anymore, being swept along with the crowd. Some people were genuinely scared of being crushed. But that's an old British football tradition, too.
I don't remember anything about the song list. I'm sure it was all their favorites. They didn't have all that many songs, but they were entertaining songwriters. Their songs still hold up. "God Save the Queen" is a wonderful song. And it was a great rock & roll show."

Another attendee wrote;

"Sid hits the bottle hard before the show. Being in Texas again, he and Johnny mock the "Cowboys" in attendance. About half of the 1,800 in the crowd are fans; the other half are Country & Western fans defending their territory against these British punks. They play SEVENTEEN.

John wears an ugly pink shirt and black glove for most of the show, while Steve wears all black, including boots, spurs, and a Sheriff's star. Next song NEW YORK.

Although he contributes nothing musically, Sid knows he's stealing Johnny's limelight, which is more important to him.

EMI

With "Gimme a Fix" on his bare chest, Sid barely played his bass and seemed more interested in jumping around instead of performing music. Plastic cups and other assorted objects flew toward the stage for the duration of the performance. (No glass bottles were sold.)

At the end of "Holidays in the Sun," Sid gets head-butted by an overzealous woman and receives a bloody nose. Instead of wiping up the mess, he lets the gore flow down his torso. After smearing it on his face, he spits into the crowd, yelling off-mic and over the din,

"All cowboys are queer!"

During PRETTY VACANT Sid takes a broken bottle and carves his chest. He removes the pus-soaked bandage from his arm and throws it into the crowd. The other band members continue the show. With his newly carved chest, Sid isn't playing bass as much as using it, while jumping around and staring, like the heroin-deprived, schnapps zombie he now is.

After a blistering version of ANARCHY IN THE UK the band left the stage, and, surprisingly, the crowd yelled for more. As the band reappeared for an encore, Sid showed the audience an obscene gesture and Steve yelled,

"You must be mad to want more of us!"

No Fun

In the middle of NO FUN Steve confronts a heckler by throwing a couple punches and jabbing him with the headstock of his guitar. The next morning, the Dallas newspaper read:

"Most of the people last night came to see the people who came to see the Sex Pistols."

Now why ain't all Rock Concerts like that. Fucking Amazing."

I GUESS YOU HAD TO BE THERE.

To view the Sex Pistols at the Longhorn, please go to the following URL

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R-MFo25_3hI

Sunday, August 1, 2010

The Perfect Thai Girlfriend

The Standard English joke about the perfect western girlfriend is that her father owned a pub, she’s 3′4″ with a flat head so you can put your beer on her.

Simple needs, but in Thailand more than likely your girlfriend’s father is distilling moonshine lao khao or rice whiskey, she’s 5-3, and there is no way any Thai will let you mess with their head even if it’s flat.

So what qualities make for the perfect Thai girlfriend?

I googled ‘perfect thai girlfriend’ and the search engine came up with over 870,000 results.

The late Mangosauce’s contribution was his reverse alchemy factor where a Thai girlfriend can turn gold into Khorat dust. Funny, but more a warning shot over the bow than a helpful hint as to what pluses might answer a farang’s fondest desires.

Thailovelinks.com promises the perfect Thai girlfriend.

The girl on the home page seemed right for me, but she’s nowhere to be found within their promo pages, plus my attraction was only physical. Being near-sighted I don’t need a beauty queen. Pretty yes, but I don’t want to fight duels over the perfect Thai girlfriend every other farang on Walking Street.

The next website was asiastreetmeat.com.

No one is looking for girlfriends on this XXX offering.

Only girlfiends who serve their sordid yearnings well.

I’ve had several Thai girlfriends. Nice everyone of them, until they weren't nice. I had my own list for the perfect Thai girlfriend.

No tattoos / Especially if it’s a heart with a name scratched out.

Minimal to zero English / Not long on the bar scene.

No cigarettes or drinking / nasty habits in a woman and especially English men cunts.

Dead Thai boyfriend / hopefully by a meteorite to the head so everyone would be scare shitless at the mention of his name.

No children / Mam and I have four. Pen Pen Fenway, Fluke, and Noi. Angie from Nu. I can deal with that number. Seven too. But I'm very happy with my two grandsons.

No internet skills / Dead give-away of a foreign boyfriend, who strangely shows up when you are leaving town. “Not worry, he only friend.”

No Gold necklaces / Another indication of sucker boyfriend, although we have to defer to Mangosauce’s theory of a Thai woman anti-Midas touch on how to turn 22K Gold into Khorat dust. elements.

Your first date should be a short-time from Soi 6 although there no more blinding passion than lust at first sight.

And penultimately of all no slash marks across the wrists / the warning sign of a true dangerous maniac. Also great sex.

Lastly she also has to be beautiful, funny, and loving.

Needless to say no such creature exists in Thailand or America or the rest of the world, because no one is perfect.

Charles de Talleyrand manipulated kings, emperors, and statesmen during the 18th Century. This eminence gris had been in love with the most beautiful and erudite woman of the Paris salons. The starlette ditched him for a captain in the Swiss Guards, who was supposedly gay. Being smart she needed a challenge. His marriage to the daughter of country gentry astounded his friends, until he confessed, “One must have loved a genius to appreciate the love of a fool.”

And I’m no different.

No matter what qualities I admire in a woman they will be never enough to satisfy my dreams, because as the the great philosopher MICK JAGGER said, “You can always get what you want, but if you try some time you might end up with what you need.”

Deviant Londoners would love to see Mr. Jimmy, except the Chelsea Drugstore is a Mickey D. fast food chain instead of a nihilistic heroin connection featured in CLOCKWORK ORANGE.

Nothing is sacred anymore, especially the profane.

Thankfully some still exist, because sometimes you don’t need nothing if you’ve been to the Chelsea Hotel, where Sid Vicious the Sex Pistols bass player was found in bed with Nancy Spungen, his girlfriend. She had been stabbed dead. Room #100.

Sid and Nancy.

Now that’s perfect love.