Throughout the entire show, Rotten was in fine form, looking equally amused and angry while delivering the goods. “If you can put up with that, you can put up with anything,” he even said in bit of self-defacing humor. Steve Jones and Paul Cook held their own, but the disaster that was Sid Vicious floundered rampantly on the bass (after all, it was his second instrument of choice, just behind the syringe). Though not a total disaster, the band failed to live up to the hype that preceded them. They were figuratively at death’s door when the tour started, and San Francisco was the final nail in the coffin.
Great stuff — very honest, candid:
Except there was a soundcheck at Winterland: