Rebel with a Cause
This article was originally published in Ambassador Magazine.
“Damaged goods make history” was about the only phrase I could comprehend from the lead singer, his shaggy brown hair just long enough to cover his eyes. He thrashed around the cramped stage of Corktown Tavern, avoiding the random displacement of cement blocks and ironing boards. Punk rock with a psychedelic flare: Sid Vicious, meet the Beach Boys.
It didn’t matter that most of us couldn’t understand what he was saying. We felt it, and we celebrated it. Jumping up and down, some of us twitching wilding in the corner and others of us simply escaping into ourselves. Continue Reading →