...while the Sex Pistols were taking the world by storm (or not), I was hastened along the path to disillusioned second wave punkette by the oogy light hits of the 70s. Ya know: stuff like Afternoon Delight. Some icky stuff by Doctor Hook and the Medicine Balls or somesuch. And then there was this unearthly delight that made my flesh creep in a not-good way:
Yes my friends, this is why the Sex Pistols had to happen-- a fact I believe the comely young lass in this video understands. Sit back and enjoy the crashing waves of gooseflesh. Nasty.