Siouxsie
Sioux, Michelle Brigandage, and Steve Severin at the front of the queue, the 100
Club, 20th September 1976
My
boyfriend Bruno and I were a little different at school in that we loved Roxy
Music. I think we loved them better than Bowie - 'though we saw him on the 76
Thin White Duke tour. We loved Lou Reed and the Velvets and the Rocky Horror Picture
Show. Bruno had a massive record collection for the time. We just liked things
that werent long hair and flares and dull, like Led Zeppelin, Lynyrd Skynyrd,
Genesis.... this made us odd at school.
He
read the Melody Maker and when we were about 15/16 we started going to gigs, even
rocknroll gigs. It was fun but there was a feeling in the air that
something was about to happen, about to explode - then one day we read about a
band called Eddie and the Hot Rods and they sounded exciting. But for some reason
we didnt make it to the gig, I think we had tickets for the Doctors of Madness
instead! Then it happened: the Pistols' front page of the Melody Maker - the fight
from the stage in the Nashville. That was it - straight up to town to see them.
They just seemed so exciting, out of the ordinary, looked like us, were young.
THEY DIDNT HAVE LONG HAIR! IT WAS SHORT LIKE OURS.
People
dont really realize how absolutely boring and tedious Britain was in the
early 70s, how the Sixties dreams of revolution had died and left a vacuum.
Also, it was a lot easier for me to get to gigs because I lived in a suburb of
London.
The
atmosphere at the 100 Club Punk Festival was electric. Wed seen the Pistols
several times before, and The Clash, they had 5 members then - Keith Levine was
their guitarist for a while. Dreadful bands used to support them like the Suburban
Studs - they were dreadful - we nearly walked out before the Pistols came on!.
They brought a dead pig's head out on stage - so you see people were already trying
to latch on to this new feeling but getting it terribly wrong.
It
was an incredible 2 nights but it was marred by the glass throwing incident, which
Sid was later blamed for. My cousin and I got small bits of glass showering over
us into our face but it was a friend Id met at the Blitz - Cherry - I think
that was her name, who got it straight in the eye. It blinded her in one eye and
I think she was going to be an artist and that put paid to that. So obviously
the atmosphere changed suddenly. There was blood, screaming, crying and ambulances.
It calmed down after she was taken away but everybody started to leave and Siouxsie
stood on the stairs and asked people to stay and watch the Buzzcocks! We couldnt
coz we had a train to catch to get back home. Should have stayed to see them -
it was Howard Devoto.
All
I can say about seeing the Pistols was, that the first time Johnny stepped on
stage I practically fell to my knees - it was like a religious experience - here
was someone who understood what I was feeling inside - we no longer felt alone
- we were individuals but with others, not some mindless gang, but a group of
people who had finally found their way to a home.
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