BLOG RHYS MWYN – People’s Collection Wales, Sex Pistols @ Caerffili Dec 1976 (+ interview)

By |December 28th, 2013|0 Comments

(pics at Caerphilly gig taken by Dave Smitham – check out his pics here)

I have just written a piece for my Herald Gymraeg column (January 1st) on the fact the ‘People’s Collection’ website have just published a piece on Councillor Ray Davies, the man who tried to ban the Sex Pistols from playing the Castle Cinema in Caerffili during the Anarchy Tour December 1976.


By |August 29th, 2011|0 Comments

(review n pix neil crud)

Oh no… not another whinge review…!!!
If you want a great day out on Bank Holiday Monday, can’t afford Leeds or Reading Festival, fancy a few beers, don’t mind a hangover in work the next day and dance in the streets then this is for you.

Sex Pistols, Clash play Castle Cinema, Caerphilly

By |December 14th, 1976|0 Comments

Pics by Dave Smitham – check out his pics here

Sex Pistols play Chester

By |September 13th, 1976|2 Comments

Steve Allan Jones, Mike Peters and Steff Holt (brother of Amsterdam’s Andy) travelled from their native Rhyl to a club called Quaintways in Chester. The venue had a rock night on once a week with bands like The Groundhogs and The Pat Travers Band plying their pub-rock trade. They had seen a poster glued to a wall advertising the notorious Sex Pistols the previous week.

Steve remembers, ‘The gig was amazing… Mike and me had been covering all sorts of songs – mainly cabaret. We couldn’t believe you could get on stage with not much more than raw energy. This was the original line-up with Glen Matlock on bass. As far as I can recall, they didn’t have a record deal then. The crowd (mainly heavy rock fans) didn’t like them much, but they were great, really meaty sound, great attitude. I remember all their amps had other bands names on them; we were told by someone close to the band that they were all nicked. At the end of the set the three of us resolved to talk to the band. We sidled up to them at the bar. With a gentle nudge from Mike I plucked up courage to ask Johnny Rotten, “How do you write your songs then?” He looked me up and down like I was the shit on his shoes, turned to Glen Matlock and said, “Get the beers in Glen.” We shuffled off into the night, chuffed that we’d had a “conversation” with the Sex Pistols, but resolving to never treat fans like that if we ever got famous.’