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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

I don’t understand lists of credits, never have, but titles aside, for years I have fought a world of credit-hoppers and fakers. Deserved credit should go to the
following people for their relentless hard work on this book.

Additional editing and research: John Rambo Stevens and Scotty Murphy. Thank you for your creative genius, poignant opinions and generosity. You have learned, shared and taught me a true sense
of art and reality. Thank you.

I would also like to thank Adam Cotton’s brilliant genius and his ability of always taking the simplest route to get the best results. This is the true definition of a press agent. Thank
you.

I want to thank all three of you for your ongoing loyalty and trust. Thank you.

I also want to say thanks to ‘the Eastender’ and all at Simon & Schuster for giving me the opportunity to tell my story. Thanks also to Agent Pocklington. Thank you.

I’d also like to thank in no particular order . . .

All the managers I’ve ever worked with because of the different aspects they helped bring to my career. Giving me insight I may not have otherwise considered. Thank you.

My accountant, Harish Shah. Thank you, Harry, for your loyalty and dignity. Thank you.

All the lawyers I’ve needed over the years, and a special thanks to Alexis Grower for your understanding of the artist. Thanks also, Pierre Alexander. Thank you.

I want to thank
everyone
at Virgin. The whole lot of them. People need to understand I never had a problem with any of the people at record companies – it has only ever been with
the faceless accountants. I have worked with some very creative people with a real appreciation of the artist: Simon Draper, Ken Berry, Keith Burton, Jane Venton, Sian Davies, Sue Winter, Kaz
Utsunomiya, Sarah Watson and Paul Bromby to name but a few. Thank you. Also special mention to Michael Alago and Howard Thompson for their support at Elektra Records and making the record industry
entertaining. Thank you. I’d also like to thank everyone at Universal, who now own Virgin and EMI: there are some real old-school creative people there like Johnny Chandler who really
care
about music. Thank you. Sorry if I missed anyone at any of the record companies, but let’s be honest, there was a lot of you . . .

When I look back the most original photographers whose pictures have lasted the test of time are Ray Stevenson and Joe Stevens. Both had a great eye and their photographs still relate to me
personally. Thank you.

I want to thank all my band mates over the years. All of you. Yes, everyone of you. I especially want to thank my present PiL band mates Lu Edmonds, Bruce Smith, Scott Firth and all our crew.
This is PiL. May the integrity continue . . . Peace, love and respect from Bunty Bratislava. Thank you.

Hello to Murray Mitchell, old PiL guitar tech. Thank you.

I’d like to give an enormous amount of respect to all Japanese fashion designers, especially Issey Miyake, Yohji Yamamoto and Comme des Garçons. Thank you.

I don’t have a huge social scene, that’s not what me and Nora do.
I have billions of acquaintances, the ladder is long, thank you, but the friends I have are
for life. Thank you.

John Gray, thank you. Paul Young, thank you. Reggie Williams, thank you. All the lads from Finsbury Park, there’s-no-place-like-home-is-where-the-heart-is, thank you.

I owe my love of
Real Racing 3
to Tony Rackley in Los Angeles. He tried to get me interested in cars. He did, just not in the way he thought, haha. Honk Fart. Thank you.

Scotty Murphy nothing but integrity for over fifteen years. Thank you.

Dave Jackson, absolutely the most wonderful stage designer. A fantastic bloke to work with and a very close friend. Thank you.

John Stevens. Rambo. Without whom none of this would be possible. When we met everything changed. We managed to take our friendship into a business situation and make it work in an exceptional
way. Thank you. Mr John and Mr John. Thank you. My best mate ever. THE END. Thank you.

Andrew Perry, thank you for working with me and you have a list of people who made you what you are today. It’s wonderful for me to see a journalist break the mould . . . Thank you.

Andrew Perry thanks the following: John Lydon, for giving me this life-changing opportunity, and for all the inspirational music that has electrified and educated me since I
was twelve; Rambo, for getting me on the team and sorting everything; Rambo and Scotty Murphy, for their indefatigable attention to detail in approving the text – research is a 24/7 pursuit,
I learn; and Adam Cotton, for letting me be his first interviewer in ’07, and being a diamond.

Also: Kevin Pocklington, my agent at Jenny Brown Associates, for fishing me out of journo world while also being a PiL trainspotter; and Kerri Sharp, my editor at Simon & Schuster, for
getting involved, letting me get on with it, and talking Torquay. Up the Gulls! ’Nuff respect to Jonathan Wingfield, whose baffling
publication of a 35,000-word
proto-biography of Lydon was pivotal in my achieving long-distance authorship.

This is my first formal opportunity to thank everyone at
Mojo
,
Q
, the
Daily Telegraph
and
eMusic
, without whom I could easily have been filing bastard insurance
contracts all these years. The more I think about it, that’s a BIG thanks.

To mi breddren – Declan, Andy (old punk!), Leon, the Diskos of Pembrokeshire, Sophie, Rhys, Super Anna, Glad and Mark, Rockin’ Harry, Sherry, Toddy, Amber, Padfield (what, no
sandwich?), Sompey Paul, Hannah and Paul, Chilli and PV, TSOOL (RIP, sniff), and all the lively peeps I couldn’t possibly list– you’re spiritually in there somewhere.

My part in this venture is dedicated to my family: my late father, who opposed punk as vociferously as Bernard Brook-Partridge, yet deep down was more Rotten than he ever realized; my mum, just
turned eighty, who’s a shining light to us all; my brother, Jimi, who in his dual capacity as my attorney, still owes me two hits of ether, and Sheillah, Bumble and Abs; the
‘outlaws’, Gill, Ange, Ian and Samuel; and finally, my girls – Lisa, my babe, and Rose and Georgia – Daddy loves you all, and he’s coming back dressed as a tigger . .
.

INDEX

(the initials JL in subentries refer to John Lydon; PC = Paul Cook; SJ = Steve Jones; KL = Keith Levene; MM = Malcolm McLaren; GM = Glen Matlock; SV = Sid Vicious; JW = Jah
Wobble)

‘Acid Drops’,
ref1

Adam & The Ants,
ref1

Adverts,
ref1
,
ref2

‘Ain’t No 40 Leg Pon Di Dread’,
ref1

‘Albatross’,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3

Albertine, Viv,
ref1

Album
,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3
,
ref4
,
ref5

artwork for,
ref1

charting of,
ref1

reviews for,
ref1

albums:

Album
,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3
,
ref4
,
ref5

artwork for,
ref1

charting of,
ref1

reviews for,
ref1

Berlin
,
ref1

Commercial Zone
,
ref1

Electric Warrior
,
ref1

Faust Tapes
, The,
ref1

Flowers Of Romance
,
ref1

release of,
ref1

Happy?
,
ref1
,
ref2

cover of,
ref1

Metal Box
,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3
,
ref4
,
ref5

packaging of,
ref1

repackaging of,
ref1

reviews for,
ref1

Never Mind the Bollocks, Here’s the Sex Pistols
,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3

thirtieth anniversary of,
ref1
ref2
,
ref3

tour to promote,
ref1

Paris Au Printemps
,
ref1

Psycho’s Path
,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3

tour to promote,
ref1

Second Edition
,
ref1
,
ref2

That What Is Not
,
ref1

media response to,
ref1

This Is PiL
,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3

This Is What You Want . . . This Is What You Get
,
ref1

cover for,
ref1

Alcatrazz,
ref1

Alice In Chains,
ref1

Alpert, Herb,
ref1
,
ref2

Althea and Donna,
ref1

A&M,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3

Amanpour, Christiane,
ref1

American Bandstand
,
ref1

American Idol
,
ref1

‘Anarchy In The UK’,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3
,
ref4
,
ref5
,
ref6
,
ref7
,
ref8

and
Guitar Hero 3
,
ref1

and
John Lydon’s Megabugs
,
ref1

released as first single,
ref1

tour to promote,
ref1

Andre, Peter,
ref1
,
ref2

Anger, Kenneth,
ref1

‘Angry’,
ref1

Animals,
ref1
,
ref2

Anna Karenina
(Tolstoy),
ref1

‘Annalisa’,
ref1
,
ref2

Ant, Adam,
ref1
,
ref2

Ant and Dec,
ref1

apartheid,
ref1

Armatrading, Joan,
ref1

Arsenal FC,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3
,
ref4
,
ref5

Spurs’ rivalry with,
ref1

Art of Noise,
ref1

Ashby, Linda,
ref1
,
ref2

Atkins, Martin,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3
,
ref4
,
ref5
,
ref6

American citizenship of,
ref1

family of,
ref1
,
ref2

JL cuts all links with,
ref1

and JL’s brother,
ref1

JL’s friction with,
ref1

New York move by,
see under
Public Image Ltd

PiL misunderstood by,
ref1

PiL quit by,
ref1

Atlantic Records,
ref1

Atomic Rooster,
ref1

‘Attack’,
ref1

Attenborough, David,
ref1

Audience,
ref1

Baddiel, David,
ref1

Baker, Ginger,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3

Baker, Maureen,
ref1

Bambaataa, Afrika,
ref1

Band Aid,
ref1

Barclay, Bill,
ref1

Barnes, Neil,
ref1

Barry, Jack (maternal grandfather),
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3

Barry, John,
ref1

Barry Lyndon
,
ref1

Bay City Rollers,
ref1
,
ref2

Bazooka Joe,
ref1

Beatles,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3

Beck,
ref1

Bee Gees,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3

Berlin
,
ref1

Berry, Ken,
ref1

Beverley (formerly Ritchie), Anne (SV’s mother),
ref1
,
ref2

and drugs,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3
,
ref4

and SV’s friends,
ref1

Beyoncé,
ref1

Bieber, Justin,
ref1

Big Match
,
The
,
ref1

Biggs, Ronald,
ref1

Björk,
ref1

Black Ark,
ref1

Black Sabbath,
ref1

Blackburn, Tony,
ref1

BMI Icon award,
ref1

‘Bodies’,
ref1

Bodog:

Battle of the Bands
,
ref1

Johnny Rotten Loves America
(unmade),
ref1

Bolan, Marc,
ref1
,
ref2

Bond, Jennie,
ref1

Bonham, John,
ref1

Boogie,
see
Tiberi, John ‘Boogie’

‘Born For A Purpose’,
ref1

Bosanquet, Reginald,
ref1

Bowie, David,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3
,
ref4
,
ref5
,
ref6

Boy George,
ref1

‘Boy Named Sue, A’,
ref1

Boyd, Brandon,
ref1

Boyle, Danny,
ref1

Bragg, Melvyn,
ref1

Branson, Richard,
ref1
,
ref2
,
ref3
,
ref4
,
ref5
,
ref6

canal boat of,
ref1

Never Mind the Bollocks
promoted by,
ref1

Brian Brain,
ref1

Brixton Academy,
ref1

Brocket, Lord (Charlie),
ref1

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