On the 2nd Feb 1979 Sid Vicious died of a heroin overdose at the age of 21 in New York. This year marks the 30th anniversary of his death. It is hard to believe it's been 30 years and that he would still only be considered young if he had died today at 51. I miss Sid, I wonder how vicious he may have been at 51. Still having read Nancy Spungens mothers book, "And I don't want to live this life" a few years ago about her daughter's life, it would seem after meeting Nancy, Sid had no chance, and a one way to ticket to living permanently underground, or somewhere around Heathrow airport if you believe the story his ashes were lost there. Nancy of course was stabbed to death at the Chelsea Hotel in New York where I have been and wandered the lobby as there is no room 100 so if you want to commemorate the murder of Nancy Spungeon then you would have to stay in every room in the place to make sure you got the exact one. I don't think anyone will ever know who killed Nancy, but it seems like she wasn't long for this world no matter what the outcome. Heroin is a fucking awful drug, and like my tee shirt says - Ten million dead junkies can't be wrong - Smack yourself away forever.
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