Before last thursday, what I always thought of whenever anyone mentioned Sid Vicious's name was what a photographer friend who'd been on the Pistols' American tour said when I asked him what Sid was like. "A dying child" he answered, rather nonchalantly I thought. "Just like a giraffe that holds open its mouth and you throw the pills up."
La musique, c'était l'année dernière clic-clic.
La musique, c'était l'année dernière clic-clic.
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