‘Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole’, drawls Jonathan Richman on this classic bit of swamp-punk blues from the Modern Lovers’ eponymous debut album. Richman was the ultimate symbol of rock music’s ability to defy expectations. He made gutteral, swaggering punk music accompanied by lyrics about respecting your elders, celebrating the old ways, and not leaving home. It’s almost impossible to reconcile the cheesy photos of Richman with the visceral energy of the music and easy to assume he was playing a character, when in fact he was just doing his own thing. He became an emblem of the US punk scene, but by the time his work started to gain the credit it deserved, he was writing acoustic ballads and immersing himself in 50’s rock n roll. There’s a fascinating clip of an interview here in which he is emotionally floored by William Blake. Bill Grundy and the Pistols this is not. Lovers rock.