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When you talk about The Sex Pistols, one gets kind of shunted aside. Johnny Rotten was an archetype. I suppose Sid Vicious was too, though more the archetype of an idiot. Steve Jones played with Iggy Pop and reinvented himself as a radio star in L.A. Meanwhile, drummer Paul Cook gets overlooked. But a band can’t sound as powerful as the Pistols did without a steady presence behind the traps, and Cook certainly was that. Additionally, he is the father of Hollie Cook, the splendid reggae-pop singer. Let’s pay tribute to the forgotten Pistol by getting out your iPod or MP3 player, hitting shuffle, and sharing the first 10 songs that come up.
First, let us discuss the Fiona Apple Fan. The FAF was in high school when Tidal came out. Or younger. Criminal was a funny song they snickered through because it was sexual which is hilarious in high school. But the FAF listened to the whole album anyway because it was available and familiar. And they came of age with those songs, the heartbreak of “Never Is A Promise,” the rhythm of “The First Taste.”
So when When The Pawn… came out they bought it on principle. And it was maybe a little weirder than Tidal because Fiona was letting her weird side out to avoid the sophomore slump, which the FAF embraced. And when she eventually turned away from the spotlight and mocked fame, it was the FAF who demanded she return. Who admonished the record company for shelving her all but finished third album. Who demanded blood. It was the FAF who was responsible for her comeback in 2006, both in initiation and followthrough.
And now the FAF is in their late twenties or early thirties. They buy three beers to avoid standing in line during the concert and they will, unprovoked, scream “I LOVE YOU” during the quiet parts of songs played live. They will applaud during the breakdowns of songs where she isn’t singing, just dancing and flailing and gyrating strangely or crouching down the by the bassdrum as the band sort of jams before the song ends. They will give standing ovations at the beginning of the concert. They will sing along. If they cannot get a setlist they will ask to photograph the setlist with their iphones. And the fellow FAF will comply. Because they understand.