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2012年1月3日

Sneering Amy Winehouse ambles around looking worse for wear after night on the tiles


Amy Winehouse might have a new clean-cut boyfriend but during a night on the tiles without Reg Traviss the singer slipped back into her wild ways, falling out of a club sporting a nasty sneer.
The 26-year-old singer looked like she was impersonating  bassist Sid Vicious with her contorted lip curl after clubbing until 4am.
It was her second night out in a row with Damian Marley and American rapper Nas, which resulted in her stumbling out of  The Runaway Club in London, her curves spilling out of an pink spandex bodysuit.
Sid Vicious sneer: Amy looked like the Sex Pistols bassist with the lip curl
Sid Vicious sneer: Amy looked like the bassist with the lip curl

Amy Winehouse
Sid Vicious
Flash back: Amy looked like Sid Vicious from the Sex Pistols, performing in 1978
But in a rapid turn around, the Rehab singer transformed into a prim and proper dinner date last night after being taken under the wing of the calming influence of boyfriend Reg.
Looking demure in a black and white long sleeved dress, her display could not have been more different from the previous night.
Amy teamed up her new classic ensemble with dinky red heels and a matching purse as she dined with her beau at Balan’s restaurant in Soho, London.
Rapid transformation: Amy Winehouse changed into a prim and proper dinner date last night for Reg
Rapid transformation: Amy Winehouse changed into a prim and proper dinner date last night for Reg

Amy Winehouse
Amy Winehouse
Leggy lady: The Rehab singer showed off her slim limbs in the mini dress
Her 33-year-old film director boyfriend seems to be taming Winehouse in more ways than one, from her sense of style to her party prowess.
Instead of falling out of clubs drenched in alcohol stains, Amy looked a picture of class with Reg, who sported a charcoal tailored suit and maroon polo shirt.
After being introduced by a mutual friend earlier this year, he could be just what she needs to stabilise her troubled reputation after battling with drug and alcohol addictions.
After numerous attempts to clean up her act, including bouts of detox in St Lucia, perhaps Reg is finally the rock she needs to stay clean.
Early night: Amy and Reg retire for the evening after a quaint dinner at Balans
Early night: Amy and Reg retire for the evening after dinner at Balans in Soho

The world's most decadent hotel, where Dylan Thomas drank himself to death and rock stars bedded (and murdered) their lovers closes after a century


Every room has a story, most of them memorable and few of them printable. Dylan Thomas drank himself to death in 205, playwright Arthur Miller got over his break-up with Marilyn Monroe in 614 and Bob Dylan stayed up for days in 211 ‘writin’ Sad Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands’.
Sid Vicious claimed he couldn’t remember stabbing his girlfriend, Nancy Spungen, to death in 100. But singer-songwriter Leonard Cohen never forgot what he got up to with Janis Joplin in 415. In fact, none of us will, because he wrote a song about it called Chelsea Hotel #2 (and later regretted his indiscretion).
Surely no other single building can lay claim to so much creativity, destruction and sheer scandal as the Chelsea Hotel in New York. For decades it was a byword for Bohemian eccentricity and hellraising excess, an imposing but squalid sanctuary for writers and artists too penniless or troublesome to live anywhere else.
Chelsea Girl: Edie Sedgwick in a bodysuit by Venus and flower studded stockings by Givenchy
Chelsea Girl: Edie Sedgwick in a bodysuit by Venus and flower studded stockings by Givenchy
Jack Kerouac wrote his Beat Generation bible On The Road there, in one drug-fuelled, three-week marathon. Arthur C. Clarke wrote 2001: A Space Odyssey there, too, training his telescope not into space but at the apartment windows opposite.
And composer George Kleinsinger kept a tank of piranhas by his piano so he could dip his fingers into the water to bring him to his senses whenever he felt drowsy.
From writers such as Mark Twain, Tennessee Williams and Eugene O’Neill, through the hippies and on to the nihilist punks of the 1970s and beyond, ‘the Chelsea’ has more than lived up to its understated description of itself as a ‘rest stop for rare individuals’.
According to Arthur Miller, you could get high just by standing in one of the hotel lifts and inhaling the marijuana fumes.
Now, however, the hotel faces what its residents and fans fear is its final curtain. A property developer recently bought the down-at-heel building for $80 million (£48 million) and has turned it over to an architect best known for designing bland Holiday Inns.
Listed building: The Hotel Chelsea, 222 West 23d Street, New York, built in 1883 and listed in the United States Registry of Historic Places
Listed building: The Hotel Chelsea, 222 West 23d Street, New York, built in 1883 and listed in the United States Registry of Historic Places
The management has closed its doors to new guests, putting paid to the stream of spikey-haired young tourists trailing in to ask for a night in the ‘Vicious room’ (they couldn’t have it anyway — the room was deemed too notorious even for the Chelsea and was knocked into adjoining rooms long ago).
Today, nearly half of the hotel’s 220 rooms are occupied by old-timers whose rent deals cannot legally be terminated without their agreement. Those who remain are resigned to being bought out to make way for a run-of-the-mill boutique hotel.
If they aren’t still spinning from the effects of hallucinogenic drugs, the Chelsea’s famous ghosts will be turning in their graves.
Sitting in the 100ft-square hotel room he’s shared with his wife for 16 years, writer Ed Hamilton competed with the sound of squeaking mice in the wainscot this week as he described how successive owners had ‘destroyed the soul of the Chelsea Hotel’ since the old management was ousted in 2007.
‘It’s an endless source of inspiration because there’s such a weird bunch of characters here,’ he admitted. ‘They’re always doing something crazy.’
Bad reputation: Welsh poet Dylan Thomas allegedly died of drink at the Chelsea Hotel, but the post mortem showed pneumonia
Bad reputation: Welsh poet Dylan Thomas allegedly died of drink at the Chelsea Hotel, but the post mortem showed pneumonia
It wasn’t always like that. The Chelsea was built in 1884 by Philip Hubert, an Anglo-French immigrant, as a socialist experiment in which rich and poor would live in the same building. As a foretaste of its later eccentricity, Hubert stuck a pyramid on the roof.
But the 12-storey building hit hard times in 1905 and was reinvented as a hotel. From the start, it attracted writers, artists and musicians, including Lillie Langtry, Frida Kahlo, Mark Rothko and Edith Piaf.
Superstar: American model and actress Edie Sedgwick with her mentor, pop artist Andy Warhol
Superstar: American model and actress Edie Sedgwick with her mentor, pop artist Andy Warhol
The arty crowd didn’t always have the place entirely to themselves — survivors from the Titanic were put up there briefly in 1912, and some of the rooms were given to visiting young British merchant seamen in recognition of their countrymen’s service in the First World War I.
According to Chelsea Hotel historian Sherill Tippins, it was Dylan Thomas who was later responsible for the hotel’s Bohemian reputation.
The hard-drinking Welsh poet lived there for the last months of his life, competing in alcohol consumption with the Irish poet Brendan Behan (who became so notorious for chasing the Chelsea’s chambermaids that none would enter his room until he was fully dressed).
In 1953, a few months before Thomas collapsed in his room and later died after claiming to have drunk 18 whiskies at a local bar, the Beat poet Jack Kerouac and writer Gore Vidal pitched up at the hotel hoping to find him.
Thomas was away, but the pair — both bisexual — got horrendously drunk and spent a night of passion at the hotel together.
The general anarchy was presided over by the hotel’s famously indulgent manager, Stanley Bard, whose family bought it in the 1930s and who ran the place for 50 years from 1957.
Arthur Miller — who lived in the hotel for seven years from 1960 — recalled alerting Bard to a ‘young woman with eyes so crazy that one remembered them as being one above another’ who would come into the hotel lobby and threaten violence against men.
Mr Bard ‘pooh-poohed the idea of her doing anything rash . . . he was simply not interested in bad news of any kind,’ Miller wrote. Two days later, the woman — a radical feminist named Valerie Solanas — shot Andy Warhol, though he survived.
Singer Janis Joplin who died of a heroin overdose at the age of 27 in 1970
Leonard Cohen, the poet and singer-songwriter
Famous faces: Leonard Cohen's song Chelsea Hotel recalls an intimate meeting with Janis Joplin in one of the rooms
Bard liked to assign different types of people to different floors — musicians on the second, tourists on the third, people he wanted to impress in the elegant suites on the eighth and ninth, and unstable people close to reception.
The final category included Sid Vicious, but also Edie Sedgwick, the drug-addled model/actress and protégée of Andy Warhol played on the big screen five years ago by Sienna Miller in Factory Girl.
After an unhappy affair with fellow guest Bob Dylan (his song Like A Rolling Stone is one of several written about her), Sedgwick set a new standard for bizarre Chelsea Hotel behaviour in 1967.
Glueing on her thick false eyelashes by candlelight one night, she set fire to her room and, after trying to hide in her wardrobe, barely escaped with her life.
Resident: Bob Dylan, US folk singer, in 1969
Resident: Bob Dylan, US folk singer, in 1969
There was equally odd stuff in the form of Harry Smith, a wild-haired avant-garde film-maker and occultist. His dabbling in the dark arts attracted other would-be wizards to the Chelsea.
It all ended badly after a 15th-century alchemist’s manuscript went missing, and civil war broke out, with the magicians casting spells and loudly denouncing one another in the lobby.
That decade saw the Chelsea invaded by rock musicians, mainly because no other hotel in New York would take them. Dylan was joined by Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, James Brown, the Grateful Dead and, later, Patti Smith. Inevitably, the musicians weren’t all good guests. The death of Nancy Spungen in October 1978 was a sobering moment, driving home to its management that things were getting out of hand.
A heroin addict like her boyfriend, Spungen was found in their room, dead from a single knife wound to her abdomen. The knife was traced to Vicious, who was charged with murder, but he died of a heroin overdose before he could come to trial.
Dee Dee Ramone, bass player in punk band the Ramones, once holed himself up in his room for two weeks to kick his drug habit. Finally emerging, he stepped out of the hotel’s front entrance only for a woman to land just feet away after throwing herself off the ninth floor.
Ghosts: Nancy Spungen with Sid Vicious of the Sex Pistols
Ghosts: Nancy Spungen with Sid Vicious of the Sex Pistols
The notoriety garnered by Spungen’s demise did nothing to drive away the celebrities.
Madonna lived there in the 1980s and returned to shoot her raunchy book Sex in suite 822. The most famous recent resident, actor Ethan Hawke, moved in after breaking up with film star Uma Thurman, playing guitar to his neighbours and making Chelsea Walls, a film about Bohemians living there.
Today, however, the hotel is living on a reputation that has long gone, haunted by the ghosts of the hellraisers, hippies and chancers who lived and died among its famous guests.
 

When they were young: One photographer's intimate album of rockers before they got wrinkly

 

Photographer Mick Rock is known as the man who shot the Seventies because of his close links with that decade’s music gods.
His wide-ranging lens captured The Rolling Stones and David Bowie — for whom he was the official ­photographer during much of the singer’s Ziggy ­Stardust days.
Still active in the music scene now, Rock’s recent subjects include Lady Gaga, Bono and Kate Moss. To mark Rock’s success, his images are now in a retrospective ­exhibition in London. Here, the Mail looks at some of his most enduring pictures...
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David Bowie and Mick Ronson, both then 26, eat lunch in a British Rail dining car between London and Aberdeen. It was 1973 and Bowie was on tour with Ronson, during which time Rock travelled across the UK with them. It is one of his most popular images.
David Bowie and Mick Ronson, both then 26, eat lunch in a British Rail dining car between London and Aberdeen. It was 1973 and Bowie was on tour with Ronson, during which time Rock travelled across the UK with them. It is one of his most popular images.

A 22-year-old Madonna, then an unknown, pokes her tongue out. 'She was never the retiring type,' says Rock. This photo was taken in 1980, two years before the singer released a record
A 22-year-old Madonna, then an unknown, pokes her tongue out. 'She was never the retiring type,' says Rock. This photo was taken in 1980, two years before the singer released a record

A mellow Ozzy Osbourne, aged 27, in 1975. That day, he arrived two hours late for the shoot. 'He said he was a very deep sleeper, so difficult to wake up.'
A mellow Ozzy Osbourne, aged 27, in 1975. That day, he arrived two hours late for the shoot. 'He said he was a very deep sleeper, so difficult to wake up.'
Phil Collins at the age of 23 - and before he lost his hair. This was taken at a Genesis group session for a magazine in 1974
Phil Collins at the age of 23 - and before he lost his hair. This was taken at a Genesis group session for a magazine in 1974

A 32-year-old Mick Jagger during the Rolling Stones' world tour in 1975. 'The lips and the flying hair give him that 'rooster look',' says Rock of his favourite photograph
A 32-year-old Mick Jagger during the Rolling Stones' world tour in 1975. 'The lips and the flying hair give him that 'rooster look',' says Rock of his favourite photograph

'She was the Marilyn Monroe of Rock on that day,' says Mick Rock of Debbie Harry. Taken in New York in 1978, she was 33. It was the year Debbie's band Blondie took off with the release of their album Parallel Lines
'She was the Marilyn Monroe of Rock on that day,' says Mick Rock of Debbie Harry. Taken in New York in 1978, she was 33. It was the year Debbie's band Blondie took off with the release of their album Parallel Lines
Johnny Rotten of the Sex Pistols in 1976. 'Their obnoxious attitude was already news in the UK,' says Rock. 'And word was creeping into Europe'
Johnny Rotten of the   in 1976. 'Their obnoxious attitude was already news in the UK,' says Rock. 'And word was creeping into Europe'

 

'Johnny Rotten punched me and called me fat,' claims TV assistant


hellraiser Johnny Rotten was last night accused of punching a female TV assistant while working as a celebrity judge on a U.S. reality show.
Roxane Davis claimed the punk rocker - whose real name is John Lydon - made her 'fear for her life' after flying into a rage.
The personal assistant claimed in court papers that Lydon, 52, suddenly went berserk and hit her in the face before screaming a tirade of abuse at her.
Johnny Rotten
Roxane Davis
'Attacker': Rocker Johnny Rotten allegedly punched assistant Roxane Davis, right
Miss Davis, who was working on the TV show, Bodog Battle of the Bands, alleged the singer became angry after discovering his hotel room did not have an adjoining door to his own personal assistant's room.

In court papers filed at Los Angeles Superior Court, Miss Davis claimed the I'm a Celebrity... star launched a vile four-letter tirade before describing her as a 'fat whore' during the row at the Ritz Carlton Hotel in LA on January 23 last year.
The assistant, who is seeking damages for assault, battery and emotional distress, said she was hired to take care of the personal needs of Lydon while he was a celebrity judge on the show that sees bands battling for a £500,000 record deal.
The court papers state: 'Rotten screamed at Ms. Davis about his dissatisfaction with the hotel rooms.
'Since the rooms did not have connecting doors, Rotten would be forced to open his hotel door, step outside of his room into the hallway, and walk a couple of feet in order to be able to enter his assistant, Rambo's hotel room next door to him.'
After rowing with hotel staff about the room, she claimed he struck out at her and knocked her against a wall. 

The legal documents state: 'Rotten then cocked back his fist to strike Ms. Davis and punched her in the face.

'As Rotten punched Ms Davis, Rambo grabbed both Ms Davis and Rotten and they stumbled violently with Rambo and Rotten falling against the wall.'
The court papers continue: 'After being assaulted and in fear of her life, Ms Davis rushed towards the elevator.

'Rotten screamed sexual epithets and obscene insults at Ms Davis.'
The legal documents also claim that after reporting the allegations to her supervisor her complaints 'fell on deaf ears'.

The court papers claim that a supervisor told her: 'You get paid to be treated like s***, you get paid to take the s***.... Now, get back to Rotten.'
The show features bands eliminated by celebrity judges including Lydon and The Cult star Billy Duffy as they battle it out for a record deal.
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Heyday: Rotten, right, with his bandmates (from left) Paul Cook, Steve Jones and Sid Vicious

The court papers claim the company was informed prior to hiring Lydon that he "could become violent and exhibit harassing behaviour during production."

Singer Lydon led the punk revolution of the 1970s with his outrageous band, the Sex Pistols.

His provocative public personality has landed him in hot water before, most notably in the now legendary television interview with Bill Grundy when Lydon swore on live TV.

Lydon is set to lead the Sex Pistols on tour this year and they are booked to play a number of festivals over the summer.
 

Did Sid really kill Nancy? Explosive new evidence suggests the punk rocker may have been innocent


The murky half-light of a bleak New York winter's morning had yet to penetrate the small rear bedroom of an airless apartment in the city's bohemian Greenwich Village.
Stepping over empty bottles and half-eaten plates of spaghetti (the untidy remnants of the previous night's party), two police officers from the tough 6th Precinct stood in the doorway and surveyed the scene.
Pushed up hard against the far wall was a bed. Lying amid the crumpled sheets, illuminated by the unforgiving glow of a single light bulb, was the naked dead body of a young man.
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Tragic love story: Sex Pistol Sid Vicious was accused of the murder of his girlfriend Nancy Spungen
To Manhattan's hardened policemen, it was hardly an unfamiliar scene. But the death of the 21-year-old in the messy ground-floor flat at 63 Bank Street did offer the New York Police Department a rather convenient solution to a potentially messy murder investigation.

Because the dead man, John Ritchie, who had taken his last breath just hours before, was better known as British punk rocker Sid Vicious  -  the prime suspect in the murder of his American girlfriend, Nancy Spungen.

Now, however, the  bass guitarist, who was on bail charged with stabbing Spungen to death at their Manhattan hotel four months earlier, was dead and the file could be closed with the minimum of fuss.

He killed Nancy, they assumed, then died of an overdose. End of story.

But many of those who knew the couple have always questioned this official version of events.

And on the 30th anniversary of his death, a new film is set for release which presents the fascinating theory that Vicious was innocent of murdering his blonde lover.

Its makers claim to have uncovered evidence which reveals that a series of police blunders and apathy by detectives led the authorities wrongly to pin the blame on the star.

In fact, the film contests, medical tests carried out on Vicious at the time of his arrest showed the musician would have been incapable of the attack, because he was out cold at the time after taking so much of a powerful sedative that it would have killed all but the most hard-bitten drug users.

Instead, the film Who Killed Nancy? asserts for the first time that 20-year-old Spungen, the daughter of a wealthy middle-class Philadelphia family, was killed by another resident at the hotel  -  a shadowy British man named Michael, who spent that last fatal night in the room with the couple.

As the murderer robbed and killed Spungen for the huge stash of cash they kept there, Vicious, it is claimed, slept through the attack, only waking to find his lover's dead body in the morning.

The documentary's British director, Alan G. Parker, who has spent 24 years investigating the life and death of the star and has written a series of well-received books on the subject, tracked down more than 180 witnesses and unearthed previously unseen police reports.
He also spoke to several witnesses who are adamant that Vicious was innocent. Crucially, Parker says police found the fingerprints of six people who had been in the couple's room at New York's rundown Chelsea Hotel in the early hours, but none was ever interviewed.
One witness, who subsequently became a priest, tried to tell detectives that he thought Vicious was not the murderer, but was given the brush-off by investigating officers.

Meanwhile others pointed the finger of suspicion at the man known only as 'Michael', who one friend of the couple swears remained alone in the room with them during those fateful final hours. He disappeared after the murder and police made no effort to track him.

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Troubled: Spungen and Vicious in London, 1978
'I have followed this story for over 20 years,' says Parker. 'The more I researched and dug around, the more I became convinced that Sid was innocent. The police thought they had their man, and when he died the whole thing could be put away and forgotten about.'

But just how much of the film's thesis stands up to scrutiny and how much is based on the plethora of wild conspiracy theories that have grown up about the deaths of Sid and Nancy over the past three decades?

Certainly, Spungen's killing did seem, at first, to be a routine murder investigation. A rock groupie who had turned her back on her genteel Jewish upbringing and become a heroin addict, funding her habit at one time by working as a stripper and prostitute, Nancy was found dead in her underwear in the bathroom of Room 100 of the Chelsea Hotel.

The monolithic Chelsea had once been a Mecca for writers and artists. Dylan Thomas, Andy Warhol and Bob Dylan had all once lived there. But by the late 1970s, it was little more than a sprawling drugs den populated by a seedy coterie of Manhattan low-life.

Spungen, who had been dating Sid Vicious for a year, had been stabbed once in the stomach by a hunting knife that London-born Vicious had bought days earlier to protect himself when he ventured out into New York to buy drugs.

It was Vicious himself who phoned police to say he had found her dead body, and an hour later on the morning of October 12, 1978, in a holding cell at the Third Homicide Division, Vicious famously confessed: 'I did it because I'm a dirty dog.'

The police, it seemed, had their man. With his taste for violence, animal torture and swastikas, Vicious was, after all, the repellent face of punk rock in all its snarling ugliness.

His band, the  , had shocked Britain with their foulmouthed rants on TV and their anti-monarchy hit, God Save The Queen.

He had killed his lover, it seemed, in the ultimate act of rock debauchery while out of his mind on drugs.

But Vicious was later to retract his confession, claiming he could not recall anything about the night Nancy  -  dubbed 'Nauseating Nancy' by the star's own mother  -  had died.

Hardly surprising, perhaps, given that the police report obtained by Parker reveals Vicious was dosed up on powerful sedatives at the time of her murder. Indeed, witnesses who were at an impromptu party in their room the evening before her body was found claim he took up to 30 Tuinal tablets  -  a strong barbiturate.

Few could survive such a massive dose, claims Parker, and even those who could would be put into a deep coma for many hours.

Certainly, several witnesses who passed in and out of the couple's first-floor room in the early hours say Vicious was out for the count. And at least two say the previously unknown Michael, who lived on the sixth floor of the hotel, was with Sid and Nancy as late as 5am  -  around the time she was stabbed.

So what could have been a possible motive for the killing? In a word: money. Vicious, who had quit the Sex Pistols nine months earlier after a bitter fall- out with the group's lead singer Johnny Rotten, had gone on to have a Europe-wide solo hit with a tuneless version of the Frank Sinatra classic My Way.

Just days before Nancy's death, he had received $25,000 in cash  -  royalty payments from Richard Branson's Virgin Records.

Witnesses say that on the night before Spungen's death, the room was awash with money. The following morning, however, the cash was gone, and Michael was later seen carrying a large wad of cash secured with one of Nancy's purple hair ties.

So just who was the mysterious Michael? Details of the alleged killer are sketchy, but he was described by witnesses as a young, slim, blond man with a penchant for alligator shoes. He spoke with a British accent and had moved into the hotel recently, befriending Vicious and Miss Spungen.

Several of the couple's friends remember seeing him with them in the days before Nancy's death, and one, musician Neon Leon, who had been with the couple on the night of the killing, says he rang Nancy shortly before the time that she is estimated to have been stabbed. He says he could hear the man he knew as Michael talking in the background.

Another resident of the Chelsea, Victor Colicchio, also stopped at the couple's door shortly before the stabbing and says Michael was inside.

But none of the witnesses knew Michael well, and his last name remains a mystery. Only one hand-drawn picture by the couple's friend, singer Steve Dior, offers any evidence of what he looked like: slimly built, with shoulder-length hair.
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Controversial: Vicious on stage in San Francisco with fellow Sex Pistol Johnny Rotten in 1978

Dior is adamant that this is the man he believes killed Nancy and who disappeared soon after with the bundle of the couple's cash.

Another resident at the sleazy Chelsea Hotel was a would-be actor called Rockets Redglare  -  who had been born 'Michael Morra'. Interestingly, within days of Nancy's murder he allegedly confessed to a friend that he was the real killer.

Redglare, who was raised in a tough district of Brooklyn, had been an unofficial minder and drugs dealer to the couple. He was a well-known figure on Manhattan's Lower East Side and went on to star with Madonna in the Hollywood movie Desperately Seeking Susan and with Tom Hanks in Big. One English friend of the couple, Zoe Hansen, met Redglare after the killing and says he admitted to her he had been in the room that night and told her: 'I did it.'

Redglare, himself an addict, died, aged 52, in May 2001 of a combination of kidney and liver failure caused by his years of drug use.

But despite his mysterious confession, witnesses insist that Redglare  -  who was American, dark-haired and 25 stone  -  was not the man they blame for Nancy's murder. That Michael, it seems, vanished without a trace.

And so, with no other suspects to hand, the police charged Vicious with Nancy's murder. He was remanded in custody, but his manager, the colourful Malcolm McLaren, hired a top New York lawyer called James Merberg to win him bail.

Within days, Vicious was free on a $50,000 licence which had been put up by his record label boss, Richard Branson.

A little more than a month later, however, Sid was back inside the maximum security Riker's Island jail after glassing a man in a fight in a New York club. He spent nearly two months behind bars in the prison's detox wing before he was again released on bail.

By then, Vicious had a new girlfriend, a would-be actress called Michelle Robson. On the day of his release  -  February 1, 1979  -  Vicious, his mother Anne Beverley and a few friends went back to Robson's apartment for a celebration meal.

After eating spaghetti bolognese, Vicious asked his mother  -  herself a hopeless addict  -  to find him some drugs. He complained that what she brought him was not strong enough, and another friend was dispatched to get some more.

But unknown to Vicious, this second batch of heroin was more than 95 per cent pure and nearly three times stronger than most of the heroin sold on the streets of New York. After taking it, Sid collapsed.

He was revived by his girlfriend and mother, but they decided not to call an ambulance because they feared he would be thrown back in jail for breaking his bail conditions. It was to prove a fatal mistake.

Later that night, alone in the bedroom, he injected more of the powerful heroin. The following morning, he was found dead.

A pathologist who examined his body said the star's tolerance to the drug had been weakened by his period behind bars. That, and the potency of the heroin, had killed him.

Police quickly announced they were not looking for anyone else in connection with Spungen's death.

Meanwhile, Anne Beverley discovered what appeared to be a suicide note in the pocket of her son's jeans. Written some days earlier, Vicious told his mother he wanted to be reunited with 'his' Nancy.

The discovery of the letter led some friends to speculate that Nancy's death had been a suicide pact that had gone wrong, and Spungen had administered the fatal knife wound herself.

In fact, ten days after her death, Vicious had attempted to slash his wrists, and just a few months earlier the couple had told a British music magazine of their plans to take their own lives.

After his death, the punk rocker's mother requested he be laid to rest in the same plot where Nancy was buried, but her parents refused. The following week, Anne flew with her son's ashes to the Philadelphia cemetery and secretly sprinkled them over Nancy's gravestone.

His mother, who committed suicide in 1996, remained convinced of her son's innocence until her dying day.

'Before she died, Anne told me to clear her son's name,' says Parker. 'Everything I have found out since makes me believe that Sid was innocent.'

It is unlikely we shall ever now know for sure. But could it be that the undeniably unpleasant and violent Vicious really was the victim of an injustice after all?

Who Killed Nancy? is released on February 6.
 

Of all the Rotten luck! John Lydon left fuming after fire burns down his house... and he doesn't have insurance


Fuming: John Lydon revealed at last night's MOJO Awards that his house has burned down
Fuming: John Lydon revealed at last night's MOJO Awards that his house has burned down
He has long been renowned as a hell-raiser.
However, punk legend John Lydon, 55, has now become very much the victim after a fire - which he and his wife believe was caused by their tumble-drier -  destroyed his kitchen.
The former  frontman – aka foul-mouthed Johnny Rotten - has told how the kitchen of his west London home was ruined by the fire.
There was also smoke damage throughout the four-bedroomed property, worth approximately £700,000.
Lydon and his wife, German publishing heiress Nora Forster believe the fire occurred because of a fault in their tumble drier as, they claim, it was the only device on when the incident took place.
The incident happened at the end of last month  and the whole house has been damaged.
Since, then the couple – who split their time between their houses in Los Angeles and London - have been living without an electricity or water supply.
Yesterday, workmen were in the process of rebuilding the house in Fulham.
Lydon was in Russia with his band PiL at the time. However, Miss Forster – who he has been married to for 33 years – was at home.
And he yesterday told the Mail that finding out his wife, 69, was safe and well was the ‘best news’ of his life.
Lydon told the Mail: ‘We were gutted and so was the kitchen. Nora was rushing around back in London while I was rushing around in Russia with PiL’
John Lydon's home in SW London before a fire caused by a faulty tumble dryer set the house alight
John Lydon's home in SW London before a fire caused by a faulty tumble dryer set the house alight
Tragic ending: Nora Forster, Lydon's wife standing in the front room of their fire charred home
Tragic ending: Nora Forster, Lydon's wife standing in the front room of their fire charred home
‘Learning Nora was not harmed was the best news I have ever had in my life.
‘The fire was caused by the spin drier, which had my underwear in it at the time, it obviously wasn't fire retardant.’
He told how Nora rang him to break the news.  He explained: ‘[She] said 'Oh John, I don't want to disturb you. The house has burnt down.'
The star also told how he lost some song he had written for PiL’s forthcoming album in the house fire.

‘I lost some PiL songs I had written for the upcoming new PiL album in the fire. Luckily I have them all stored in my head,’ he added.

'It doesn't matter': Lydon said he was just grateful his wife Nora Forster, seen here with his father, wasn't hurt in the blaze
'It doesn't matter': Lydon said he was just grateful his wife Nora Forster, seen here with his father, wasn't hurt in the blaze
Music sensation: Lydon shot to fame as part of the Sex Pistols in the 1970s
Music sensation: Lydon shot to fame as part of the Sex Pistols in the 1970s
PiL were the band Lydon formed after leaving punk legends The .
They are currently working on a studio album, their first in 20 years, leading to Lydon and Miss Forster to use their London home as their main base this summer.
Miiss Forster has one daughter Arianna, from her previous marriage to German singer Frank Forster, but the Lydons themselves never had children together.

He has said in the past: 'The biggest tragedy for as me and Nora, is that we lost a couple of children. It wrecked us emotionally, it really did. But although Nora's miscarriages destroyed us emotionally, it didn't wreck us as a couple, even though those times were extremely difficult. We became stronger afterwards.’
 
 

2012年1月2日

Toronto, The High-Tech Hub: A Lesson from the In the end, the city would have declared the event a success, but in the long run, it wouldn’t even rate as a footnote in musical history. Is such a limp promotional event in the works? Yes — it’s called Toronto Technology Week. I’m sure the folks behind it mean well. Pistols

 Toronto, the High-Tech Hub

For the past six months, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about my career in high tech, where I want to take it, Toronto’s role in my high-tech career and conversely my own role in Toronto’s standing as a hub for high-tech. I said “Watch this space!” in an earlier article about ideas Toronto can borrow from Silicon Valley and Seattle, and promised to talk about what it would take to build up Toronto as a high-tech hub and a livable city. Here’s the first of my thoughts on the topic, and it’s about punk rock.
Concert

Over at the excellent blog Zen Habits, Brian “Copyblogger” Clark talks about a very important punk rock performance that took place in Manchester’s Lesser Free Trade Hall in 1976. The band was called the Sex Pistols, who were still

Toronto the High-Tech Hubunknown at the time
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“Johnny Rotten” (John Lydon) from the Sex PistolsJohn “Johnny Rotten” Lydon, lead vocalist of the .

Only 42 people attended, and Clark writes that “Attendees ranged from the local mailman to a few rebellious school children”. However, also among the audience were these people, luminaries of the British alt-rock scene, who along with the Sex Pistols would define the new music scene of the 1980s and whose influence can still be felt today:

    * Tony Wilson, who would go on to start Factory Records (home of New Order and later, Happy Mondays) and Manchester’s Hacienda club (featured in the movie 24 Hour Party People)
    * Martin Hannett, who would go on to become a legendary record producer
    * Paul Morley, who would go on to become a music journalist for the Brit music magazine NME
    * The Buzzcocks
    * Mark E. Smith of The Fall
    * Mick Hucknall, who would go on to become the lead vocalist of Simply Red
    * Steven Patrick Morrissey, who would go on to become the King of Mope and lead vocalist of The Smiths
    * The founding members of Joy Division

“This tiny concert,” writes Clark, “is considered on par with Woodstock and Live Aid in terms of importance, due to the influence the audience went on to have on popular music by creating the independent music scene.”
The Lesson

This concert is an object lesson in the power of gathering like-minded people and giving them a little inspiration. As Clark puts it, “that small group of people spotted the changing dynamics in music and took action, because if the Pistols could do it, so could they. By seeing the inevitable future they became important players in that future.”

That’s what I hope DemoCamp accomplishes for high-tech in Toronto. It should gather like-minded people together, show them what their peers are doing, and inspire them to go forth with their own creations, see the future and become important players in that future.

The folks at local Ruby/Rails development shop Unspace certainly understand this and have even taken up the punk rock spirit in creating their own Ruby conference, RubyFringe, which may someday be written up as the Ruby equivalent of the Sex Pistols concert. I hope to see more independent conferences like this.
Rubyfringe logo

The Anti-Lesson

The Sex Pistols concert was influential because it was set up by musical innovators and attended by musical innovators. Can you imagine what would’ve happened had it been organized by Manchester’s City Hall?
It probably would’ve gone like this: City Hall likely would’ve organized it as a showcase of Manchester musicians who performed in inoffensive, accessible, “safe”, commercial, “radio-friendly” styles. The guest list would’ve been organized by the chamber of commerce and would’ve included the media, representatives from major record labels and talent agencies, politicians friom all levels of government, local business owners, people from the tourism industry and of course, major media outlets.
None of the “nobodies” who attended the Sex Pistols concert would’ve been invited.

TechWeek TO: All abord the Failcopter!

The Six-Letter Word That Determines Success

Clark’s article closes with these lines:
Why did I just tell you a story about punk rock and independent music? Well, lots of people can spot trends and have great ideas, but only some do anything about it.
So, what’s the six-letter word that determines success in life?

The punk godfather's last act of spite: The Sex Pistols creator Malcolm McLaren's son launches bitter legal battle over his 'monstrous' father's will

Of all the Rotten luck! John Lydon left fuming after fire burns down his house... and he doesn't have insurance

Theirs was perhaps the most outrageous relationship in showbusiness, one that was doomed to fail miserably from the moment they met in a squalid South London squat in the Seventies.
Malcolm McLaren, who achieved worldwide fame as the seditious creator of the , claimed to adore punk designer Vivienne ­Westwood — at least in the first few days of their relationship.
But he famously remarked that he ‘was totally incapable of being a parent’.
Malcolm McClaren
A father's final insult? Malcolm McClaren and his son Joe Corre did not get on, leading to a battle over his will
Now, the couple’s son Joe is revealing just how extraordinarily dysfunctional McLaren was as a father.
For this week it emerged he is taking legal action to contest his late father’s will.
McLaren died of mesothelioma — a rare form of cancer — in Switzerland in April. He was just 64.

 The will, written on his deathbed, leaves ­everything to his long-time girlfriend, softly ­spoken, 37-year-old Korean-American Young Kim, a Yale graduate. He did not leave his son a penny.
It is not as if Joe needs the money, estimated to be something over £1 million in assets, plus homes in Paris and New York.
After all, he has been an extraordinary success himself, founding the Agent Provocateur lingerie business, which he sold three years ago for £60 million.
However, Joe argues that his father was too ill to know what he was doing in his final days.
He told me this week he is ‘driven by a sense of duty’ to find out whether McLaren was compos mentis when he wrote the will.
Young Kim is distraught by the challenge. She told me in a tearful phone call from New York that she desperately wants to resolve the dispute before it goes to court.
So was McLaren mentally incapable of writing his will? Or was his relationship with Joe so dysfunctional that his son was the last person to whom the godfather of punk would have ­considered leaving his estate?
To get at the truth, we have to go back to that encounter between McLaren and Westwood in the ­Clapham squat.
A schoolteacher with a young son called Ben from her failed marriage to Derek Westwood, a factory apprentice, she was given to wandering about naked and making grand pronouncements about culture. McLaren was 19, an art student and a virgin — until she seduced him.
Joe Corre and Kate Moss
High life: Joe Corre and Kate Moss
In his later years, he liked to repeat — with a characteristic mixture of wonderment and ­malice — what happened next.
Within three weeks, Westwood was pregnant. So McLaren’s grandmother — who detested her — gave her money to have an abortion. ­Westwood made an appointment but, on the way to the clinic, had second thoughts.
‘Vivienne did not co-operate and I admired her for it,’ McLaren recalled. ‘She spent the money on a cashmere twinset instead.’
Did he ever stop to think how this story might affect Joe? Was it a deliberate barb to wound his son, with whom he had never established a functional relationship?
Indeed, their relationship seems to have been so bad that you have to ask whether it is likely McLaren would have left money to his son.
The pair were constantly falling out — contact seems to have been no more than intermittent and for a long time they did not speak at all.
‘My son and his family don’t like me,’ McLaren observed in 2008. He suggested this was because Joe knew he should have been aborted.
‘Unquestionably, it turned him into a raving psychotic. Unquestionably,’ he said.
To say relations were icy is an understatement. As Young Kim told me from New York this week: ‘They rarely saw each other. Joe wanted nothing to do with him when he was alive.’
Some say Joe even held McLaren responsible for the failure of his ­marriage to Serena Rees, co-founder of Agent Provocateur. McLaren ­introduced her to the man she ran off with: Paul Simonon, former bass ­guitarist with punk band The Clash.

People who knew McLaren think the snub in the will, however undeserved and nasty, was entirely in character — a final, bitterly sick joke from the master of sick jokes.

The legal challenge means that ­probate can’t be declared and McLaren’s assets are unable to be released, so Young Kim has no ­material means of ­support. Meanwhile, Joe’s relationship with his father is being scrutinised by lawyers.
Joe Corre and Vivienne Westwood
Mother and son: Joe Corre and Vivienne Westwood
Even a cursory examination of his childhood proves what a mixed ­blessing it was to be the heir to two counter-cultural icons.
Either McLaren nor Westwood seems to have taken much of an interest in anything as dull as family life. McLaren didn’t see his baby son until three days after he was born — a nurse at the hospital greeted him by sarcastically asking if he was a long-distance lorry driver.
The boy was named Joe Corre at McLaren’s suggestion, after the grandmother, Rose Corre, who had wished him aborted.
‘Perhaps it started there: Joe grew up feeling strange, alienated by a name that had nothing to do with him. But I gave him the only name I believed in — my grandmother’s,’ said McLaren.
Despite having had a baby together, McLaren and Westwood never really revived their intimate relationship.
‘We didn’t really make love much after Joe was born: Vivienne was not a very sexual woman,’ said McLaren.
However, she had other lovers, which outraged McLaren. The two of them were at the forefront of what became the punk movement, with their infamous shop Sex in ­London’s Kings Road.
McLaren was carving out a career as a music impresario, first with the New York Dolls and then with the .

Joe and his half-brother Ben were raised in Clapham, South-West London, partly by Vivienne’s ­parents. They were later sent to boarding school.

By the time punk was over, so were McLaren and Westwood. He went to the U.S., where he began an affair with the actress Lauren ­Hutton. It seems he barely gave his son a backward glance.

‘I was totally incapable of being a parent. Can you imagine a brat like me, with no understanding of responsibility, bringing up a child?’ he asked.
 Sir Bob Geldof and Joe Corre
Support: Sir Bob Geldof and Joe Corre at the funeral of Malcolm McLaren
Joe came to hate him, according to McLaren. ‘My son talks to me through gritted teeth — I’m excommunicated,’ he declared. He claimed  he was not welcome at Joe’s
40th birthday.
Joe blamed McLaren for his ­mother’s financial troubles in the early Eighties. He believed his father had skipped out of Britain, leaving her liable for debts he had run up.
They were so poor that Joe would help his mother stitch clothes by candlelight in a back room. By the early Nineties, Westwood’s ­fortunes had been transformed: she was wealthy, feted and had ­reinvented herself as a hugely ­talented fashion designer.
At this point, Joe and his father were briefly speaking once again. Joe had saved £30,000 to set up a lingerie store and asked his father what he thought.
McLaren advised him to spend the money on a business plan and to pitch the concept to investors, lawyers and accountants.

Following this advice, Joe spent all his savings on trying to ‘pitch big’, but nobody wanted to invest. Again, he turned to his father for advice — and to ask if he could lend him some money.
McLaren’s answer was that he’d prefer not to. His son was wild with rage. ‘It drove me nuts!’ raged Joe.
Relations, already bad, were ­poisoned by this refusal.
‘I’d had it with him,’ said Joe, adding that he could not even stand the sound of his father’s voice.
Despite this setback, Joe went on to found Agent Provocateur and make his fortune.
Meanwhile, McLaren was living with a new girlfriend in Paris.
He said Young Kim was a virgin when they met and he felt the age difference was too big an issue.
‘I feared I might spoil her life,’ he said. ‘But I’ve come to respect her greatly for her mind, her body and, frankly, her tenacity.’
Kim says they were together for 12 years, but Joe insisted this week he thinks it was only five. She is not impressed by what she sees as his attempt to rewrite history.
‘I was with Malcolm for 12 years and we lived together for nine. We were together, and by that I mean we were always physically together.
‘We were glued to each other. ­Malcolm would say we were like Siamese twins, we could not be apart. We were so close.
‘I was not there the couple of times when he saw Joe. I had no place there, but still I don’t know why Joe would say it was only five years. It is hard to see his motivation.
‘It has been incredibly upsetting for me. Everything is so sad. I never expected Malcolm would die. I thought we would have another 20 years together at least. He was so wonderful. I still don’t know how to live without him.’
Despite these problems, Joe was invited by Young Kim to say his goodbyes in Switzerland. ‘I was very happy to make my peace with him,’ says Joe. So what of the idea, put about by Joe, that McLaren was unfit to make a will?
All Joe will say is: ‘Both myself and my uncle Stuart (McLaren’s brother) are interested to discover and understand the facts and truth about it, driven by a sense of duty as a brother and a son.’
What is clear is that if McLaren had not written a will, he would have died intestate and so under the law his assets would have gone to his son as next of kin.
Duncan Lamont, of lawyers Charles Russell, says that the odds in the legal battle over the contested will are stacked against Joe.
‘This is a rare situation,’ he says. ‘What you have to be able to prove if you want to challenge a will is that the person who made it was not of sound and proper mind — that they didn’t know when they made the will what they wanted to do with their money.
‘It is hard to challenge because it is difficult to demonstrate that. For someone to take legal advice and then to decide to ­proceed makes me think this ­situation may be more complicated than we appreciate.
‘Of course, it may be cruel that the family doesn’t get any money and it may be upsetting for them. You can understand why they would want to do it.
‘But in the law they will have to prove testamentary incapacity, which is not easy to do at all.
‘Of course, Malcolm McLaren was famously eccentric and that won’t help. He might even end up making legal case history. That would be quite a way to remember someone as anti-establishment as him.’

Never Mind The Cameras Dad! Orlando Bloom's baby boy sports Sex Pistols footwear


He may not even be one years old yet but Orlando Bloom's son Flynn is already rebellious.
The actor was spotted out in New York yesterday with the youngster, who donned some rather quirky boots for his age.
The black and yellow footwear was emblazoned with the famous album title, Never Mind The B*****ks - perhaps meaning his parents are fans of the seventies punk band.
Daddy's boy: Orlando Bloom was spotted out and about with his son Flynn who was wearing some cool boots
Daddy's boy: Orlando Bloom was spotted out and about with his son Flynn who was wearing some cool boots
Never Mind The Cameras: The youngster's boots are made by American baby brand Sourpuss
Never Mind The Cameras: The youngster's boots are made by American baby brand Sourpuss
Made by baby brand, Sourpuss, the lace up boots are currently on sale for $10, so maybe Bloom, 34, couldn't resist the bargain for his little boy.
The slogan on the footwear certainly seemed to reflect Flynn's playful personality as his actor father struggled to cover his face in public.
The tot could be seen trying to pull Bloom's hand away from his face  - probably so he could show off to the cameras.
Worn out: The actor looked tired as he struggled to entertain the youngster as they prepared to go out for the day
Worn out: The actor looked tired as he struggled to entertain the youngster as they prepared to go out for the day
The Pirate's Of The Caribbean star looked tired as she carried his son to a waiting car and enjoyed some quality time with his wife Miranda Kerr later that evening as they met for dinner.
Wearing black jogging bottoms with a matching jacket and red T-shirt, the actor carefully placed his child in a waiting car, but he must have called on a babysitter later that evening so that he could enjoy his date.
Let me see: The ten-month-old baby kept trying to pull his father's hand down so that he could take a look around
Let me see: The ten-month-old baby kept trying to pull his father's hand down so that he could take a look around
However, Kerr may have not been so excited about it as she was spotted looking glum as she left Studio 59 last night and appeared to still be celebrating Halloween.
Wearing an all black outfit, Kerr had the face to match her dark clothes as she looked fed up and tired.
It's November now: Miranda Kerr was dressed as if it was still Halloween in an all black outfit with a sombre face
It's November now: Miranda Kerr was dressed as if it was still Halloween in an all black outfit with a sombre face
Splash of colour: The model showed off two different handbags as she left Studio 59, one large and one small
Splash of colour: The model showed off two different handbags as she left Studio 59, one large and one small
Splash of colour: The model showed off two different handbags as she left Studio 59 - one large and one small
Wearing a sheer maxi skirt with a top tucked in and a leather biker jacket, the mother-of-one decided to finish off her look with a dark hat and cut out ankle boots.
The only splash of colour she did add was her large burgundy handbag which she later swapped for a smaller shoulder one as she left Studio 59 in the Big Apple.
It seemed that the only thing that could cheer Kerr up was her cute dog, Frankie.
Puppy love: Kerr looked much happier once she was cuddling her pet dog called Frankie
Puppy love: Kerr looked much happier once she was cuddling her pet dog called Frankie
Me and my pooch: The model carried her Yorkshire Terrier as she was out and about in the city last night
Me and my pooch: The model carried her Yorkshire Terrier as she was out and about in the city last night
Me and my pooch: The model carried her Yorkshire Terrier as she was out and about in the city last night
The star's driver was pictured earlier carrying the Yorkshire Terrier to a car, and Kerr was later reunited with her beloved pet and was smiling as she strolled with him in her arms.
The Victoria's Secret model then made her way to Marcelleria restaurant to meet her actor husband.