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Date Listed 27-Nov-16
Price
$50.00
Address Peterborough, ON K9H6R1
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For Sale By Owner
More Info Pop Culture Collectibles

Vinyl near mint, cover near mint (orig. shrinkwrap)

# 41 on Rolling Stone magazine top 500 albums of all time

Label: Warner Bros. Records ‎– BSK 3147, Warner Bros. Records KBS3147

Released:Nov 1977
Genre: Rock
Style: Punk

Tracklist

A1 Holidays In The Sun 3:20
A2 Bodies 3:02
A3 No Feelings 2:49
A4 Liar 2:40
A5 Problems 4:10
A6 God Save The Queen 3:18
B1 Seventeen 2:02
B2 Anarchy In The U.K. 3:31
B3 Sub-Mission 4:12
B4 Pretty Vacant 3:16
B5 New York 3:05
B6 EMI 3:10

Musically, Never Mind the Bollocks, Here's the Sex Pistols is just about the most exciting rock & roll record of the Seventies. It's all speed, not nuance — drums like the My Lai massacre, bass throbbing like a diseased heart fifty beats past bursting point, guitars wielded by Jack the Ripper-and the songs all hit like amphetamines or the plague, depending on your point of view. Rotten's jabbing, gabbing vocals won't leave you alone. They either race like crazed, badly wounded soldiers through fields of fire so thick you can't tell the blood from the barrage, or they just stand there in front of you, like amputees in a veterans' hospital, asking where you keep the fresh piles of arms and legs.
Johnny Rotten may be confused, but he's got a right to be. He's flipped the love-hate coin so often that now it's flipping him. Overpowered by his own psychic dynamite, he stands in front of the mirror, "in love with myself, my beautiful self," and the result is "No Feelings." You say, "Holidays in the Sun," and he says, "I wanna go to the new Belsen." On "Bodies," he doesn't know whether he's against an abortion ("screaming bloody f***ing mess") or whether he is one. Rotten seems to stroll right through the ego and into the id, and then kick the hell out of it. Talk to him about relationships and you get nowhere: "See my face, not a trace, no reality."
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