Released in 1977, Never Mind the Bullocks, Here’s the Sex Pistols is credited with igniting the punk era and inspiring countless artists to come along with the ride. My plan all week for this post was to choose an album that wasn’t one of my favorites, and I chose this album because I hate the Sex Pistols. Or so I thought… This is a very highly regarded album, so I’ll try my best to be unbiased. So after listening to this album all week, here’s my review.
Johnny Rotten sucks eggs. I realized after I first listened through the album that I might not dislike the Sex Pistols, but that I couldn’t stand the sound of Johnny Rotten’s voice. His singing is actually comically bad on some of these tracks. I respect that his “singing” helped to define a genre, but still. At least try to hit a note or two, Johnny.
I realized after about the fourth track that this band was actually really good. Steve Jones is an absolutely rock solid guitarist, and it’s the sound he creates that helped to truly define the punk era. His roaring chords and slick riffs on this album are basically a 101 for any aspiring punk or metal guitarist. Paul Cook lays down some drum beats that make me wonder how someone’s hand could move so fast. And last but not least, Sid Vicious joins the band for the first time on this album with some cool baselines and an even cooler name. Fun fact; Sid Vicious supposedly took over on bass after Glen Matlock (the former bass player) admitted that he liked The Beatles. That’s so punk.
I read up a little on the production because there isn’t much to go on based off of what I heard. It sounds like they could’ve just put a mic on each person and pressed record. All I found out was that Steve Jones was actually the bass player on most of the songs because Sid Vicious wasn’t skilled enough for the recording sessions. At least he doesn’t like The Beatles, I guess.
I wouldn’t say any of these tracks are “essential” to listen to, but the most listenable ones are “Anarchy in the UK”, “Submission”, and “No Feelings”.
Maybe these guys would be electric if you experienced these songs live. But this album gets a…
That’s as high of a rating I could’ve given after Johnny Rotten assaulted my ears all week. Until next Thursday.