This is singularly the most important and stridently semtexed analysis of the Punk Rock genesis in the late 1970s. It is completely scurrilous, vicious, nasty, alienated, cataclysmic, sinister. It belts along at a blistering pace, executing an absolute demolition job on poseurs like The Clash, The Jam and Iggy Pop and a triumphalist proclamation of the Sex Pistols and X-Ray specs as the real royalty of their generation . Parsons and Burchill have nothing good to say about anybody, but have a special contempt for Americans. What more could you want? Buy this and put it on eBay for 100 dollars as a Rock and Roll eSwindle.