123. Blank Generation by Richard Hell and the Voidoids 1977

1977. Singles and albums from punk artists were turning up thick and fast. And it was amazing how much good stuff there was.  I absolutely loved this song and never get tired of listening to it. Nor singing along to it. Not only was Hell's voice all over the place but the guitarist was something else all together. He played like firecrackers were going off in his hands.
One night the punk rock movement in Melbourne all went to see "The Blank Generation" a film made about the scene in New York using 8mm film but with demos and such added on afterwards. So no syncing.  Everyone on the scene seemed to be there. Bands. promoters, record shop people. One of those things like international tours by punk bands. Blondie and such. I never cared much for the New york stuff. I only learned to appreciate later. My focus was on UK punk. The film itself was a bit of a bore. Then again I should check it out again. Maybe I'm ready to appreciate it now.
But I do remember this song. And Richard Hell's presence both visually and audio.
A couple of times in bands I've tried to play the song but this is totally uncoverable. Always ends up sounding like Stray Cat Strut.
As for the album. Well cherry picked for mixtapes. And I haven't mentioned the lyrics. Sublime.