In a move that surprised no one, but should command a galaxy of respect nonetheless—if only because resistance to commodification, real or symbolic, is in such short supply nowadays—the Sex Pistols have decided to politely turn down an invitation to be inducted into that most fatuous and meaningless of popularity contests, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. In a short, appropriately hand-written note, the group put it succinctly, saying in part:
"Next to the Sex Pistols, rock and roll and that hall of fame is a piss stain. Your museum. Urine in wine. We're not coming. We're not your monkey..."
Well done, lads. While this move doesn't efface the sell-out feeling of those recent, lucrative "reunion" shows, it is a breath of fresh air in an increasingly putrid atmosphere of prepackaged, instant stardom.
Time to pull out my drawing pen and tablet...Johnny Rotten just got the vote as the point-punk subject for the next punk bike enduro.
4 comments:
Start drawing, the time is drawing near...
Will do...
Before you start thinking Mr. Rotten should command any respect what-so-ever, check out the latest. Well that and the whole idea behind the Sex Pistols was Malcom McLaren's creation of an anti-establishment Monkee's band... let's not forget about the Filthy Lucre Tour either.
Sell Out
Yeah, well, nothing is safe from complete commodification, as this shows once again. I mentioned "real or symbolic" resistance; apparently, the RRHF stunt was of the latter variety. Guess Rot—er, Lydon was more concerned with having to pay for a seat at the ceremony than that this inconsequential farce of a tribute wanted to absorb him and the band.
Didn't forget the Filthy Lucre Tour. That would be the reference to one of the two recent reunion shows I mentioned near the bottom of the post.
Good Googlin', son, thanks for pissing on an already flimsy fantasy...
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