Then Now
Paul Simonon's quiet, cool confidence is a rarity. It's the kind of cool that seems both effortless and unattainable at the same time; graceful would be the most apt term, I suppose. It speaks volumes to the quality of this confidence that in spite of his quiet demeanor he was never overshadowed by his bandmates' larger than life personas, or by the all too brief glimpse of genius that was the Clash. If Mick was the consummate musician, and Joe was the fiery ideals, Paul was certainly the style and swagger in the band deemed the only band that matters. Though more mature and a bit more refined these days, his style remains as natural and raffish now as it ever was.
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