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It comforted the afflicted and afflicted the comfortable. And it inspired a million kids to go out and make something of their own, not because they would make any money out of it, but because punk showed how easy it was to speak out. Not too many genres and eras can claim the same. Maybe the beginning of the whole cyber-thing, or the early days of the World Wide Web, when all you needed were a little html, IMG tags and a friend who worked late at Kinko's and would let you scan stuff in. Musically, maybe mash-ups, rude sound collages and All Your Base-type stunts...But those times will come around again. They always do. The quickest way to grow old is to cling to something like punk as if one genre at one time was the only thing that mattered or ever will.
Punk isn't important; the spirit that informed it is, and it wears many clothes and hairdos. I think the test of a good punk record is one you can still listen to without wincing and, even if it doesn't make you feel the way it did back in the day, you still recognize that feeling.
I shaw a lot o' bandsh in the '80s, shonny, yessshireee! (he cackles, clutching his threadbare bootleg Dead Kennedys shirt) |
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