When news broke that Steve Jones, the ever-gritty guitarist of the Sex Pistols, had broken his wrist just before celebrating his 70th birthday, the announcement struck a dissonant chord across the punk rock world. The band’s highly anticipated North and South American reunion tour—marking their first extended U.S. run since 2003—came screeching to a halt. All performances were postponed, and fans are now left clutching tickets to shows that may still happen, once Jones heals.
In an Instagram update—acting as both status report and silver lining—Jones delivered news with a signature mix of candor and dark humor. “I’ve got some good news and bad news,” he wrote. “The bad news is I’ve broken my wrist, so unfortunately we won’t be doing any shows for a while…” But the guitarist didn’t stop there: “The good news is the surgeon said I will be back playing guitar in the not-too-distant future. The other good news is I’ll be 70 tomorrow! God bless, and God save the wrist.”
Behind the scenes, Johansson’s injury struck amid a resurgence of punk rebellion. The lineup—Jones, drummer Paul Cook, bassist Glen Matlock, and vocalist Frank Carter—was set to deliver a fierce revival of Never Mind the Bollocks, Here’s the Sex Pistols across America. The tour, stretching from Dallas to Las Vegas and dotted with stops across Canada and South America, promised to be a potent flash of nostalgia and energy. But now, as the band mourns its deferred return, fans are encouraged to watch local venues and social media for rescheduled dates.
In that moment, the legacy of punk rock hangs in balance—not silenced, but paused by fate. Steve Jones’s injury may have sent shockwaves through the tour, but his reassuring recovery prognosis and wry defiance ensure that the amplifier isn’t unplugged for good. When he eventually returns to the strings, it will be more than a performance—it’ll be a comeback. Fans—hold tight: the anarchy will resume.





















