quote:Originally posted by The Old Man:quote:Originally posted by Jabe11:
Dead Kennedys - Give me convenience or give me death
As with Marilyn Manson I just find these deliberately "shocking" names disgusting. I remember when this minor league group's first album was released. Offensive then, offensive now.
Somewhere Jello Biafra is smiling
Yes, OM..their name is offensive, but then I don't need to explain to you that was the point.
But your post brought me back, like hearing the cd alone couldn't have done. I am reminded of days gone passed, when, as a youth, I spent a lot of time with a bunch of punks, older kids, musicians, actors, creative types, and pissing off contented people was a sort of sport. I considered myself a bit of an outsider among these outsiders, until I saw the irony of this. They were guys who stood up for their principals, very vocally. Radicals, Eff everybody, but it wasn't for the sake of it, it was for beliefs...anti-war, anti-corruption, anti-corporate, apolitical (well, radical, not in the sense of far left, but rather a distain for the mainstream), articulate thinkers, to man. Anyway, they dragged me along to a bunch of shows...Descendants, Social Distortion, Misfits, SNFU, Corrosion of Conformity, Bad Religion, Bad Brains, Social Spit, DOA, Black Flag, GBH, B'Last, Agent Orange, MDC, trips to the Palladian to see the LA bands.....maybe 50 shows, maybe 60, I can't remember. This last summer, hanging with an old friend from these days, we reminisced about the Dead Kennedy's show we were all at at the California theater...I looked up the date, 12-14-85...after the two opening bands, which I can't remember, and DK playing for an hour, the Fire Marshall shut the gig down due to stage divers. This was before the term 'mosh pit' was coined. It was simply 'the pit.' Afterwards, when we all walked out, there were perhaps 40 cop cars parked out front...just waiting for some punk to make the first move, which never happened, although there were quite a few choice words traded back and forth. We had to walk about 4 miles home ( downtown to Mission Hills), and on the way got stopped by a patrol in Uptown....warrant checks, pocket searches, etc, etc.
Sigh...I've gotten lazy, 'principly' speaking, in my middle aged, but , well, wtf, thanks, The Old Man, for the memories!