I have taken away Malcolm McLaren, punk rock "impresario."
He made no music of which I'm aware, so I do not think his disappearance from the face of the earth affects the time-space continuum, much.
The Sex Pistols are my happy place. The one soothing constant in my adult life. The wellspring of joy.
They mighta made more music that I'd like had Malcolm not interfered.
Of course, I might not have heard of them. . .