You're not wrong Jorrox, I slept my way through many a prog gig, nicely propped up at the back while someone indulged in a twenty minute keyboard solo.
However we must remember punk was as dead as mutton by 1977 and for every Sex Pistols there were half a dozen Slaughter and the Dogs and for every Buzzcocks a stack of Eaters. Real talent, as opposed to virtuosity or loud noises, is rare wherever you care to look.