 |
||||
|
NANCY SPUNGEN
1958-1978 |
||||
|
Home INDEX News Biography Images Quotes Media A-Z Links Guestbook |
|
Sid and Nancy, Johnny Moped concert (1978) _____________________________________________________________________________________________ by Silvia Resorte   "My name is Silvia Escario ... but people call me Silvia Resorte. I was the singer in one of the first punk rock bands from Barcelona, called Ultimo Resorte. We were the first punk band with a girl singer in Barcelona, and since then, I've been in other bands like Berlin 80... now I have a band called Algo Toxico. I took these pictures of Sid and Nancy in London 1978. I don't remember the name of the club where I took them, it was like a big old dance hall, all I remember is that Johnny Moped was playing... As I hardly knew any English, I'd used signs and looks to get to know a girl who had become famous as part of the London punk scene by her hairstyle alone. She was called Soo Catwoman. Me and Soo were on the dance floor, inventing ways how NOT to dance like punks, they were playing X-Ray Spex, and all of a sudden Soo stopped to tell me that Sid Vicious had just entered the club... I got my camera, given to me by my grandmother (a former journalist during the Spanish civil war in the 1930's), and ran up to Sid. I took my picture, but then I thought it wasn't very good, so I decided to take another one. I was preparing to take it, but just then Nancy appeared in the lens. She hit my camera and I dropped it to the floor. I thought it was broken and picked it up, but it was fine. I turned to give Nancy an evil look... but she had already turned away, not worrying at all about me or my camera. That really pissed me off, because the camera was from my grandmother, and she could have broken it. So I kicked her in the butt. Sid saw me doing it, and turned around and kicked me in my stomach. Nancy came up to me again, went into my face and looked at me with RAGE, she grabbed my arms and almost scratched me with her long pink fingernails (I had no nails to scratch her back), and we were just standing there staring at each other with hatred, until another punk girl came up to us telling us to not be angry, to drop it, it wasn't a big deal.... A few days later, I was returning to Barcelona, and I was only thinking of two things. |
||
|
Text and
graphics © 2007-2009 nancys.110mb |
||||
