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Sid Said
"You know I live my life my way, you know, and that all there is to it."
--Sid Vicious
By Nelson Gary


Sid Vicious with a tar-colored, scorched earth rooster mane had the physique of the sharp of syringe. Sid had pretty vacant eyes that mirrored the alienated working class youth of London's hopes-empty actually-blank as the spot on the Billboard Chart when The Sex Pistols' single "God Save the Queen" shot up to number one. The Sex Pistols were not shooting blanks, but violence from the void at the system that sucked enough to create it.
A nineteen year old poster boy of nihilism, anarchy, rebellion, and self-destruction, Sid, said to the general public, "I don't have an image. I haven't got an image. Well, you know, I don't care what the general public thinks."

An icon has to be able to define something larger than himself in a shit-house much smaller than the tiniest one in a doss house, small enough to fit on a postage stamp that carries the message of millions. Sid Vicious carried the message of millions of United Kingdom youths that there was no future for them. With a chain and a padlock around his neck and blood smeared across his chest, Sid's expression or lack of one conveys the vicious truth that young England was chained to a life with no future, and there was bound to be blood. Sid said, "I like to cause a fucking riot when I do a gig. I like violence. Violence turns me on."

 

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