Monday, November 16, 2020

The Filth and the Fury


Last night, I showed K Julien Temple's Sex Pistols documentary The Filth and the Fury for the first time. This was my third time seeing it, first in probably ten years. It reminded me just how much I love the Pistols, a love that wasn't always there, but came on strong after readng Tour Manager Noel Monk's tour bio Twelve Days on the Road, which I have now slotted up for a re-read sometime in the new year. Love them or hate them, Never Mind the Bollocks still stands as possibly the most pivotal 12 songs ever recorded.



Along with The Filth and the Fury, this weekend we also watched Floria Sigismondi's film The Runaways, the 2010 biopic about the all-female rock band of the same name. I'd seen this one before, back when it first hit video. The Runaways was my first inclination that Kristen Stewart could act, and although the film still looks to me as though large chunks were edited out before release, it's a great story about an awesome band I don't listen to nearly enough. One of K's favorite groups, I've definitely picked them up more since we started dating, but I really need to dig in on my own.


Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers - Damn the Torpedoes
Dance with the Dead - B-Sides: Vol. 1
My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult - Confessions of a Knife
Death Valley Girls - Under the Spell of Joy
The Devil's Blood - The Thousandfold Epicenter
Horseback  The Invisible Mountain
Curtis Harding - Face Your Fear
Cold Cave - Cherish the Light Years


The cups runneth over. Let's hope so. 

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