Friday Punk
Back in high school (1977) I was enamored of anything that was loud and scary. Bonus points if it freaked out my parents (sorry mom…). I had already discovered KISS, Stravinsky, and Led Zeppelin. Then one night I was at a party and someone put on Never Mind The Bollocks by the Sex Pistols, and I was instantly hooked. This was the album that set me on the path to discover the Dead Kennedys, TSOL, and a bunch of skate punk.
I recently purchased this release on CD, and it holds up incredibly well after thirty years. There is something timeless and essential here. The Sex Pistols were loud, fast and pissed off. That’s not always a formula for awesomeness, but it sure worked for them. I wish I had managed to see them during their ill-fated US tour. I drove around with the CD in my car this week, rocking out and hollering along. God save the Queen.