“I was punk, now I’m just stupid”


Today marks the 25th anniversary of Sid Vicious’ death. The world may not have lost a talented musician on Feb. 2, 1979, but it gained an Icon.

Certain people have spent those 25 years trying to tear Sid down. The fact that Sid has more resonance dead than they do alive really sticks in their collective craw. Time and again they tell us that Sid was a joke, a cartoon character, useless, and of course, “He couldn’t play.” (So funny to hear the accusations of musical ineptitude coming from old punk rockers. Johnny couldn’t sing, either. Wasn’t that the point? But the survivors get to rewrite the history, I guess.) What hasn’t gotten through their heads is: we don’t care! Everybody knows about Sid’s flaws; they love him anyway. Maybe people love him because of those flaws.

Meanwhile, John Lydon (” ‘ee doesn’t want to be called Johnny anymore. Wants to be called John” _Sid&Nancy) is appearing in the British version of I’m a Celebrity, Get Me Out of Here! You can read all about it here, and also here. He gets to be attacked by emus and eat bugs along with a Page 3 topless model and some other losers. They say he’s the shoe-in to win because the British are so amused by his wacky antics. Tell us again who the cartoon character is, John?

And that is why Sid is an Icon, and everyone else is Not. In death, Sid is unassailable. He remains Pure. He’s not alive to embarrass us all like this. We always will love you best, buddy. And them who don’t like it can sod off!

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