Went to The Virus on Friday.. FUCKED SHIT THE FUCK UP IN THE PIT.
I have so many bruises and scrapes I look like a penitent flagellant.. so cathartic. so worth it. I LOVE good underground punk shows. The scene is so unique. Maybe I'm nostalgic for the days when I could be so free, so liberated, so not giving a fuck. I can't live that chaos life, but it sure was fucking fun those years I could.. I am a born saboteur, punk was the epitome of that for me.. Its totally misunderstood. All that physicality I don't think can properly be called violence, because its all LOVE. Punk shows are probably more fun, more friendly, more positive feeling than EVEN REGGAE SHOWS.. I missed that so much. I wish I could get back into the scene, but those days are past. I got to get up for work and teach a bunch of kids all the time, can't afford to get drunk and stay up all night partying..
I get the privilege to go to like, one good punk show a year, and the last time at Subhumans I couldn't get in the pit because I had a broken rib.. well. I got into the pit, but I didn't last long and couldn't get that into it. Friday? I think I went all out and stayed in for almost every song to make up for it...
Oi Polloi is going to rip it up next week.. looking forward to getting some more bruises.
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