In 1977, when I was 15 years old, and the pop music world was a wasteland of disco, Billy Joel, Peter Frampton and Yes, the Sex Pistols import singles saved rock music for me and game something of my own, something brand fucking new and scabrously raw, hilarious, subversive and headbangingly great. "Holidays", "Pretty Vacant", "Anarchy", "God Save the Queen" .. and album tracks like "EMI" and "Bodies" .. these songs are still thrilling to this day. I remember craving a chance to see them when they did that first US tour. But they toured the south, which basically destroyed them. And then of course Sid (who was just a prop anyway) destroyed himself. Thankfully John kept going and was relevant in the 80s with PiL (that show back at the Warner in 1986, the one with the Beasties opening, was classic), so his place in rock history was enhanced. The later Pistols reunion tours (at the Pat Center and the 930) were nostalgia-fests to be sure, but they were certainly hard-rocking and rude. And I picked up a swell "God Save the Queen" coffee mug that I use to this day. So I'm glad for what they were, and what they've meant for me. When I was a kid, they were the first in a fairly short list of rock 'n' roll saviors.