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So, Malcolm McLaren died a couple of days ago. And he makes one think of Sex Pistols, and Sex Pistols naturally leads the thoughts to John Lydon, of course.
shmoobits had this video posted on her Farcebook wall, so I stole it.
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In relation to the video, may I just say that it makes me feel ABOUT A HUNDRED YEARS OLD?! There was this under 21 nightclub where we grew up that was called Safari and then later The Big Apple. The song reminds me of that and the fact that I was assigned to watch the made-for-TV movie The Day After as homework in high school and it scared the crap outta me. Heh. Here's a little clip of that:
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