God save the blog.

Okay, guessing game time: Is this actually Johnny Rotten or just a wax statue?



Considering how stiff the Sex Pistols are in concert nowadays, I'm sort of leaning toward the latter. It's a bummer, totally driving into the ground what little legacy and cultural relevance you had left for a few more bucks. How goes writing new material, gents? (See also the reunited, Jello-less Dead Kennedys.)

(Photo credit goes out to Pitchfork.)