"October 12th, Thursday, a gloriously depressing day for some. 1978, it's the arrest of Sid Vicious, poor old Sid gets collared in his Chelsea Hotel apartment in New York, for the fatal stabbing of his girlfriend Neeeancy Spungeeen, BITCH! This was one of the worst creatures to walk gods earth. I don't know if Sid did kill Nancy, it would be nice and romantic to think he did, but the reality I think is a little different it was all pathetic and awful…

It takes me of course to the 'Sid and Nancy' film, which a lot of people refer to as being factual, which indeed was not. If you knew anything about the demise of Sid and Nancy they died several, several months, if like anything up to a year beforehand, because of the heroin, and the drug taking, just the sordid squalor of it all, and the movie of course glamorised all that with that stupid riding off to heaven at the end stuff.

I thought sadly sickeningly depressing, 'cos if you really want to deal with drug addicts in this world, treat them as they should be treated, with the utmost disrespect, you do not need to go this way, and I passed this information onto a lot of the Seattle scene, there is nothing glorious in squalor, it's an affectation which none of you chaps wear well, and results in your deaths, and I don't mean to lecture but I have a very low tolerance of idiocy, unless you want a hole in the ground that's not the way to go… there I've pontificated!"