Run Rotten run
The funniest element of Rotten's pussy-out at the camp has been learning that his replacement would have been Timmy Mallett.
Rotten's hilarious rants on his "integrity" and brilliantly placed obscenity have been compulsive viewing. He always was an attention-seeking little toad -- although we can believe he really does have a genuine, warm heart -- and I think few people ever really took him seriously. He wasn't Joe Strummer. He always had a bit of the pantomime dame about him -- he was playing at menacing. What's so wrong with all that?
In 24 hour party people, we see the Pistols gig that launched a thousand bands in Manchester (it was one of those gigs where who the 40 who turned up are is disputed by about a million people -- I once went to one, actually, the Jesus and Mary Chain riot, no really, I did). Without Rotten the Pistols were just a pubrock band with a bit of arse. With him... well, with him they were elemental, something to be reckoned with, drama so fierce it impelled sensitive boys in Manchester to make the bands I loved when I was a sensitive boy myself.
posted by Dr Zen @ 9:55 pm
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