“I am an Anti-Christ”
Proof that it is better to burn out than fade away. One brilliant, iconic album and then obliterate yourselves before you have the chance to do anything that would sully the memory. When the Sex Pistols toured recently I was nervous as I walked into Brixton Academy. I wondered if I should be encouraging a tour that could ruin the memory, but as each song blasted out my fears disappeared as great songs, great tunes are immortal.
