ON Christmas Day 1977, the Sex Pistols were to Huddersfield for the Sex Pistols Christmas Party. All the cool children were at Ivanhoes to see the Postils play a benefit show for the families of striking firemen and miners. Johhny Rotten served cake to the children of striking miners who thew it back in his face.
Says John Lydon (nicknamed Rotten by the band’s Steve Jones on account of his teeth):
“Fantastic. The ultimate reward. One of my all-time favourite gigs. Young kids, and we’re doing Bodies and they’re bursting out with laughter on the ‘f*ck this f*ck that’ verse. The correct response: not the shock horror ‘How dare you?’ Adults bring their own filthy minds into a thing. They don’t quite perceive it as a child does. Oh, Johnny’s used a naughty word. Bodies was from two different points of view. You’ll find that theme runs through a lot of things I write like Rise – “I could be wrong, I could be right”. I’m considering both sides of the argument, always.
Jez Scott was there:
Johnny Rotten came out in a straw hat and they had a cake with Sex Pistols written on it, the size of a car bonnet. He started cutting it up but it soon degenerated into a food fight. He was covered head to foot. It was fantastic. I took a photo of Steve Jones, who did a rock’n’roll-type pose. I took one of Sid and he asked, “Do you want to put Nancy [Spungen] in as well?”
Eventually the Pistols came onstage. I think they only played about six songs. I remember they did Bodies, but omitted the swear words because of the children.
The story gets better with age.
One more time with feeling: