"God save the Queen" on the radio, just heard it. Oh, the pride, the joy...The Sex Pistols by the way. Thirty years old. Forever electrifying. Plug it in, turn me on. I'm told there's another version, but I'm not sure how that goes, this is my favourite. I'll cock an ear to this anytime. Day or night.

At an Iggy Pop concert earlier in the summer, to heat the crowd up and get our ears pre-buzzing, the venue played punk classics through the PA. The old songs: Buzzcocks, Damned, Clash, The Ruts, Sham 69...then the first half dozen or so chords of "God save..." charged out of the kennel, and that's all it took for a bout of dewy eyed nostalgia and stiffening of backs like veteran soldiers watching a parade go by. Great days...