One More Reason To Still Love the Sex Pistols
The Sex Pistols–who gave the British Royal family its most sympathetic press in the days before Princess Di emerged as the unlikely savior of inbred aristocrats everywhere–have pulled a Jean-Paul Sartre (who declined the Nobel Prize in Literature on the grounds that such awards "institutionalized" writers) and snubbed the Rock 'n' Roll Hall of Fame. (Sartre, true to the intellectual integrity that allowed him to be an apologist for Stalin and the Soviet Union, did later try to claim the $$$ associated with the Nobel Prize; there's no doubt that if induction into the RnRHo carried any filthy lucre, the Pistols would have spent it before telling the Hall to fuck off.)
"The band," reports the UK Independent, "have decided to snub their induction into the US Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, an annual extravaganza in which the music business honours its most influential figures. In a handwritten message, complete with spelling mistakes, posted on singer John Lydon's website, the band said they will not be attending a glitzy ceremony in Cleveland, Ohio, next month."
"Next to the SEX-PISTOLS rock and roll and that hall of fame is a piss stain," the note said. "Your museum. Urine in wine. Were not coming. Were not your monkey and so what?" It went on to criticise the cost of tables at the event—up to £15,000 each—and ended: "Were not coming. Your not paying attention. Outside the shit-stem is a real SEX PISTOL."
And go here for background on former SP guitarist Steve Jones' excellent "Jonesy Jukebox" show on SoCal's 103.1 FM, one of the great insane music programs on the air. It's truly a full-employment economy when a criminal personality such as Jones can not only find work but a perfect niche for his particular talents.