Correct Answer: You don't have to fuck people over to survive.
MY Answer: Hanging out with a few friends in an abandoned house, smoking black-ish weed that you only have a tiny amount of, while drinking 40's of Olde English 800. Since there's only so much pot to go around, you're hotboxing the bathroom and blowing shotguns in each other's mouths. Homoeroticism abound... Oh and you taped creepy child's drawings to the walls of the house earlier in the week to fuck with everyone when they were high.
THe first album was great. The second album more polished and good at best, but seemed to lack the intent of the first, therefore missing what made the first great. By the third album everything had gone to hell.
My new response: punk is when you know your response to a query about punk for an alt.weekly article is too highbrow to print, but YOU FKING DO IT ANYWAY, MAN.
I don't think it's napping, I think it's passed out. Too many blueberry wine coolers. We should totally draw the The Dead Kennedys logo on it's face and shove our pizza crusts in it's shirt pocket.
if society survives another decade, Time Magazine or somebody needs to write an article titled something along the lines of "Why The Punks Were Right About Everything (Now Go Pierce Your Nose With A Rusty Safety Pin)".
Doing as much as you can with what little you have. Powerchords, shitty equipment picking up an instrument you know nothing about, these are all just means to an end. It's about creating something and getting out then moving on to the next thing without wasting time thinking about whether it's any good or not.
Punk rock is letting your freak-flag fly well into middle age, no matter how corporate of an environment you work in, no matter what concessions necessity may demand of you. Punk cannot, and should not, be put in a box with well-defined edges.
punk was my stillborn future floating in a jar of formaldehyde that I now keep in a cupboard and only ever take out and look at when I'm drunk enough to remember what an authentic world we use to live in.
sex & drugs & rock & roll...definitely with an anticorporate vibe, which is hilarious really, since the band so many people think of as the Godfathers of Punk were basically a producer's manufactured creation to sell clothing. But they did catch something in the zeitgeist for those of us who were sick unto death of glitter and disco and synthesizers, and who thought hair bands were akin to alien pubic hairs in our salad for aesthetic appeal.
@25 actually the word "punk" comes from the name of a magazine that covered these bands in the late 70s who were making slightly sloppy, sped-up rock n roll. Before the magazine, the term was used to refer to someone who gets it up the butt in prison.
MY Answer: Hanging out with a few friends in an abandoned house, smoking black-ish weed that you only have a tiny amount of, while drinking 40's of Olde English 800. Since there's only so much pot to go around, you're hotboxing the bathroom and blowing shotguns in each other's mouths. Homoeroticism abound... Oh and you taped creepy child's drawings to the walls of the house earlier in the week to fuck with everyone when they were high.
if society survives another decade, Time Magazine or somebody needs to write an article titled something along the lines of "Why The Punks Were Right About Everything (Now Go Pierce Your Nose With A Rusty Safety Pin)".
But it sure has sucked for at least a decade.
(Totally kidding).