Stiff little fingers – Alternative Ulster

This seems like the right track to post today. It is sort of strange to be in London, where it is just a regular day with no one batting an eyelid. No parades, lambeg drums or bowler hats. I am not sure I miss it too much.

This is one of the few punk songs that ever spoke to me. It has a killer opening few bars. While times have changes significantly since it was released in 1979 the song’s message still rings true today.