Billy Childish Might be better Than God

Just a few reasons the man born Steven John Hamper is maybe England's greatest living treasure.

The moustache:
Seriously dude, you think that ironic patch above your lip looks funny? Try doing what Billy did. You can't come close.


Stuckism:
Okay, this might go against the entire point of having an art movement, but come on, what the hell have you done with your life?
I'm willing to bet that 20-30-40 years from now when a bunch of rich kids are sitting around at Pratt studying movements of the late 20th century.
Don't believe us? Read the Manifesto.

Billy Childish Doesn't Give a Fuck:
"John Lennons Corpse Revisited" is best album title of the late 1980's.
Seriously, what would you pick? Thriller?



His Interview on Soft Focus:
We can't help but think that Childish meeting Ian Svenonius (Nation of Ulysses, make Up, twenty other bands we love) might be one of the greatest meetings in the entire history of humanity.



The Jam wishes they could have written a song as good as "Beatle Boots" in 1977:


His book My Fault is better than all the Bukowski you claim to have read