hendersonjones Several things combined for me to lead me to punk:
- Mum and dad splitting up, after never really being great mum and dad material, leaving me in an emotional void in my early teens.
- Never really enjoying the music that was around at the time; ShowaddyWaddy, Yes, Genesis, The Fucking Osmonds, etc. I used to hear Roxy Music, T Rex, Bowie et al and think 'This is interesting'.
- The political and economic situation in the UK; Strikes, 3-day weeks, power cuts, overflowing bins, the rise of the far right, youth unemployment, shitty home life, hating/struggling at school.
- Seeing news reports and stuff in the papers about how punk was a serious threat to society and the establishment and how it must be stopped.
- Hearing Anarchy in the UK on Radio Luxembourg on our little transistor radio and thinking; "They've made music, just for me!"
- Talking to my so called friends at school about how exciting the Sex Pistols and punk sounded, only to be told it was complete shit. I couldn't understand it. How could they think that? Do they really prefer Brotherhood of Man and the NF?
Once all that happened, there was no going back. Buying this album, literally, changed my life. An epiphany, if you like. Then I discovered the Royal Standard in Bradford. 2 or 3 bands on a Sunday for 50p. Meeting other punks, who got it, everything. It was like a punk revolution. 1978, RAR gig in London, TRB, Clash, X-Ray Spex on the bill. 80,000 people there, most (it appeared) were punks, and this seemed to be the future. Viva la punk revolution!
This LP was/is a game-changer, a life-changer, a mould-breaker, and you either understand it, and the times it appeared in, or you don't.