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Part of an irregular series of bite-sized posts about 7″ singles I own – shameless nostalgia from the days of vinyl. (Search ‘Backtracking’ to collect the set!)

THE SEX PISTOLS – Pretty Vacant  b/w No Fun (Virgin Records, 1977)

This is the third of the Pistols’ trilogy of iconoclastic singles which I gleefully purchased on release and played to death.

After this, the  too long-delayed  Never Mind The Bollocks! album was a bit of a let down, especially since it included all three hits (as Rotten proclaimed in another context : “ever get the feeling you’ve been cheated?”).

The fact that the band  were allowed to be seen performing the song on Top Of The Pops signified that the cultural assimilation process  had begun. (Hegemony In the UK!).

Still,  Rotten singing “va-cunt” on prime time TV was good value and designed to ruffle a few straight-laced feathers.

The B-side is a cover of The Stooges’ No Fun which opens with a sneering address to the nation promising a “sociology lecture….. with a bit of fuck-ology”.

It’s a warts and all first take recording wherein Rotten bluffs and ad-lib his way through the song (although the lyrics are by no mean complex) . The band manage to drag a three-minute garage rock tune to way past the six-minute mark as though they were emulating the much derided prog-rockers. No fun indeed!

BACKTRACKING # 20 : RICHARD HELL

Part of an irregular series of bite-sized posts about 7″ singles I own – shameless nostalgia from the days of vinyl. (Search ‘Backtracking’ to collect the set!)

RICHARD HELL – (I Could Live With You In) Another World/(I Belong to the) Blank Generation / You Gotta Lose (Stiff Records,1976).

Looking immaculately wasted on the cover , Richard Hell was an early poster boy for punk. The Blank Generation inspired Pretty Vacant and Hell laid claim to inventing the ripped T-shirt anti-fashion look.

The other two tracks on this EP are disposable and the A side positively sucks.

The Brits took the Punk blueprint from USA but made it into something more savage and less in thrall to the Garage Rock ethic.

Blankness – the void – a vacancy – all made the idea of nothingness into an identity – a statement of non-being.

The message, in so many words, was the world doesn’t owe us anything and we give nothing in return. “I was saying let me out of here before I was even born”, sings Hell.

In David Foster Wallace’s short story ‘The Girl With The Curious Hair’ a character called Cheese says “that my punkrocker clique all felt as if they had nothing and would always have nothing therefore they made nothing into everything”.

Ironic to say that is you google blankgeneration.com you find a fashion site which includes as its mission statement the reminder that “corporate culture is killing creativity.  What the world needs is free thinkers, independent spirits, self sufficient people doing things differently.People with a global conscience that share a common point of view or central belief”.

What goes around comes around.