BACK ON THIS DAY 29 YEARS AGO ....FRIDAY FEBRUARY 4TH 1977
| The Sex Pistols and manager Malcolm McLaren meet and discuss bassist Glen Matlock's future in the band. Paul Cook and Steve Jones ain't bothered, Johnny Rotten is pushing for blood as McLaren tries to mediate, but not very sucessfully. Rotten ain't spoken to Glen since Amsterdam. He wants his old mate Sid Vicious in who is currently crooning for the very transient Flowers Of Romance. |
| play Dudley JB's, UK tonight. play down the Roxy, London. |
| Sid Vicious not exactly the most gifted bassplayer around, in fact he'd never picked up a bass guitar till John Rotten gives him the nod. |
| London Art rockers Ultravox! release their second 45 today featuring the mellow 'Dangerous Rhythm' and the sci-fi classic 'My Sex' for Island Records in the UK. It was produced by Brian Eno and Steve Lillywhite. |
ULTRAVOX! - 'My Sex'
My sex
Waits for me
Like a mongrel waits
Downwind on a tight rope leash
My sex
Is a fragile acrobat
Sometimes I'm a Novocaine shot
Sometimes I'm an automat
My sex
Is often solo
Sometimes it short circuits then
Sometimes it's a golden glow
My sex
Is invested in
Suburban photographs
Skyscraper shadows on a car crash overpass
My sex
Is savage, tender
It wears no future faces
Owns just random gender
My sex
Has a wanting wardrobe
I still explore
Of all the bodies I knew and those I want to know
My sex
Is a spark of electro flesh
Leased from the tick of time
And geared for synchromesh
My sex
Is an image lost in faded films
A neon outline
On a high-rise overspill
My sex...My sex...My sex.
Ultravox! Island Records 1977
My sex
Waits for me
Like a mongrel waits
Downwind on a tight rope leash
My sex
Is a fragile acrobat
Sometimes I'm a Novocaine shot
Sometimes I'm an automat
My sex
Is often solo
Sometimes it short circuits then
Sometimes it's a golden glow
My sex
Is invested in
Suburban photographs
Skyscraper shadows on a car crash overpass
My sex
Is savage, tender
It wears no future faces
Owns just random gender
My sex
Has a wanting wardrobe
I still explore
Of all the bodies I knew and those I want to know
My sex
Is a spark of electro flesh
Leased from the tick of time
And geared for synchromesh
My sex
Is an image lost in faded films
A neon outline
On a high-rise overspill
My sex...My sex...My sex.
Ultravox! Island Records 1977