Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Old Dad Relates To Kid Through Punk Rock

I had a college radio show and I loved playing the Dead Milkmen, as well as the Dead Kennedys, the Cramps, Gun Club, Butthole Surfers, Black Flag, Circle Jerks, and just about any other weird, fast, offensive music I could get my hands on. It just felt right.

I loved the way the songs subverted notions about how music is supposed to sound, how the best music is performed by highly skilled musicians, how conventional tripe should be exalted.

I moved on with my tastes, but I have always cherished the raw energy and brazenness of this kind of music.

Fast forward 32 years and the 15-year-old daughter likes these songs, even wants to hear the details about when I went to crappy clubs to hear the bands play to audiences sometimes numbering less than 50.

Hey, if this makes me a little bit okay, then I'll take it.

Some snaps from back in the day.


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