Each morning I wake at 6:30am, check some headlines, and then mull over the blog posts for the day. I was struck by the notion this morning while the coffee was sputtering and brewing that, y’know – the thing about the Sex Pistols for me, and this era of punk in general is that it was truly the last time I can think of when people were “shocked and/or offended” by the antics of a bunch of snot-nose kids. Those days are over, really–the river’s run dry.
Then I sat down to put some hazy thoughts together and shocked myself–“Holy…this’ll be the 500th post…!” And all of this from one lazy morning as the coffee sputtered and brewed.
The Stranglers – (Get A) Grip (On Yourself) (Mp3)
The Fall – Bingo Master (Mp3)
The Adverts – Gary Gilmore’s Eyes (Mp3)
Elvis Costello – Radio, Radio (Mp3)
The Buzzcocks – What Do I Get? (Mp3)
