I like Zepplin but I could see that, I might even have gone so far as to light the match for him.

I had that poster on my wall, as many did. But it was time for a change...

I sat next to Ness in an art class before he formed Social D and I looked over and he was drawing this.

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Dennis Danell was one of the nicest guys you'd ever want to meet. RIP brother.

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Be Bop Deluxe - Maid In Heaven

She's a maid in heaven
He's a knight on the tiles
A bat out of hell, oh well
It's just a question of style

It's a time for giving
In the two star hotel
Where breakfast in bed per head
It's just the price of a smile

I know
It's not easy to live this way
Just an hour and a fleeting kiss
'Till the morning

Silent night of wonders
Day breaks through the door
So broken and torn, reborn
Two shadows thrown on the floor

Hold me now, go lightly
Take the ruff with the smooth
A token of love, my love
Was made in heaven for you
Was made in heaven for you
Was made in heaven for you

Tesco Vee and the Meatmen are still around ... saw them about a year ago or so playing with my good friends COPSTABBER (who are awesome).

such a catchy chorus --

"over 99% effective
help stave off a kid infection
it's my birth control suggestion
have abortions, more abortions"

their shows are quite fun:

A few years ago(maybe more than a few ,Iam getting old) these guys opened for Propagandhi when I went to see them in Chicago . It was the first time I had seen(or heard) of them . They were Awesome ! One of the highlights of the show .
Cobra Skulls

Be Bop Deluxe

Dance of the Uncle Sam Humanoids

Jesus fucking Christ. Looks like I'm heading home to see the folks for a 'holiday'

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Against Me!, Flogging Molly, and Rancid would be fun. the rest of the bill isn't really my thing.

Got some really interesting bands in the line up and some that make me scratch my head... Sum 41, buckcherry, Limpbizkit, POD??? Who are these guys again... Still you will tons of great bands to hear. Enjoy!

Hahah, how did you guys push this thread to 7 pages without me noticing? I hope there's still room for me!

BORAX - Croquet

She looked at me with eyes sublime,
a stranger, and stranger yet
She gave me tea, a wedge of lime
and so we played Croquet

We waltzed a bit and wore white clothes
Tiptoed through the tulips;
I must admit I ate a rose
and drank a few mint juleps.

The Sums - Still Waiting

(43 million views - pretty good for a white band)

Who are these guys again?

Buckcherry - Lit Up

You don't get too many hit songs about Cocaine anymore - great stuff.

I'm not a fan personally however I've caught them live a few times and they put on a good show. Lots of energy and tunes about sex, booze, drugs.

Killing Joke is great. Refused are really great live. I like some of the more underground/alt metal bands playing like Mastodon, Baroness and Red Fang. But yeah, it's a corporate rock show with only a few glimmers of awesome for punk fans.

I love killing joke, also the fall.

Hahaha, Yes sir, 43 mill views is really good for a bubble gum punk band.... Now I recognize that ugly little yob in that band... Its Mr. Avril Lavigne. And as for as Buckcherry goes, their best bit was on Tosh.0 in some "Crazy Bitches" wedding march. I would have had the same reaction if I had seen Styx on the bill.... That would be some real Metal up there, on par with cannibal corpse. Don't even get me started on Good Charlette

Tracy Bonham - Mother Mother

Mother, mother, how's the family?
I'm just calling to say hello
How's the weather? How's my father?
Am I lonely? Heavens know

Mother mother are ya listening?
Just a phone call to ease your mind
Life is perfect, never better
Distance making the heart grow fond

When you sent me off to see the world
Were you scared that I might get hurt?
Would I try a little tobacco?
Would I keep on hiking up my skirt?

I'm hungry, I'm dirty
I'm losing my mind

EVERYTHING'S FINE!

I'm freezing, I'm starving
I'm bleeding to death

EVERYTHING'S FINE!

Yeah, I'm working, making money
I'm just starting to build a name
I can feel it, around the corner
I could make it any day

Mother mother, can you hear me?
Sure I'm sober, sure I'm sane
Life is perfect, never better
Still your daughter, still the same

If I tell you what you want to hear
Will it help you to sleep well at night?
Are you sure that I'm your perfect dear?
Now just cuddle up and sleep tight

I'm hungry, I'm dirty
I'm losing my mind

EVERYTHING'S FINE!

I'm freezing, I'm starving
I'm bleeding to death

EVERYTHING'S FINE!

I miss you, I love you

When I was 19... this girl I worked with really liked this song.

I remember getting intimidated and busted at age 13 by the police.
I remember my friend Tate Bryan getting shot in the back in Tampa, FL for his first-offense burglary.
I remember the police firing at the crowds and killing children cause they were the wrong color.
I remember the narcs from my high school trying to set me up for a big fall.
I remember the police bringing dogs into our school and sniffing away my rights.
The police is the klan is the mafia and they're out for me, and soon they're going to be out to get you, so you better get going if you know it's good for you and take your stand.

I remember when I first went to school
They said, Don't be a joker, don't be a fool
Pledge your allegiance to the red, white and blue
Don't expect your country to do nothin' for you
They said your forefathers loved you
but I only had one
And I watched him die in the heat of the sun
Suckin' up the bullets of a policeman's gun
There was nothin' I could do but stay away

In the U.S.A. you gotta take your chances
If you plan on stayin' free
They call this the land of the living
But they're trying to make a dead man out of me

I remember when I first hit the road
I was runnin' from the lenders of the money I owed
Came to Austin, heard a knock at my door
Crossed another border and I'm runnin' some more
They say they're gonna get me but it ain't happened yet
Burnin' my fingers on my last cigarette
It's time to remember time to forget
Nothin' I could do but get away

I remember all the stories I heard
How a man's supposed to be 'bout as free as a bird
My brother's in prison, my father's dead
Me, I'm tired of living with a price on my head
I wonder if there's a place to be
In the whole wide country for a fella like me
Name's in the paper, face on T.V.
Nothin'I can do but get away

The lyrics about 'making out with school kids' always seemed insane, especially for an album that made it to #15 on the charts.

One of the greatest punk rock tunes of all time.

Buzzcocks - Orgasm Addict

well you tried it just for once found it all right for kicks.
but now you found out that it's a habit that sticks.
and you're an orgasm addict.
you're an orgasm addict.

sneaking in the back door with dirty magazines.
now your mother wants to know what all those stains on your jeans.
and you're an orgasm addict.
you're an orgasm addict.

uh huh, uh huh, uhhhhh, uhhhhh [x3]

you get in a heat, you get in a sulk.
but you still keep a beating your meat to pulp.
and you're an orgasm addict.
you're an orgasm addict.

you're a kid cassanova. you're a no-josep
it's a labour of love fucking yourself to death.
orgasm addict.
you're an orgasm addict.

uh huh, uhhhhh [x10]

you're makin' out with school kids, winos and heads of state.
you even made it with the lady,
who puts the little plastic robins on the christmas cakes.

butchers' assistants and bellhops, you've had them all here and there.
children of god and their joy-strings, international women with no body hair.

oooh, so where they're askin' in an alley and your voice ain't steady.
if your sex mechanic's rough you're more than ready.
you're an orgasm addict.
you're an orgasm addict.
johnny want fuckie always and all ways.
he's got the energy, he will amaze.
he's an orgasm addict.
he's an orgasm addict.
he's always at it.
he's always at it.
and he's an orgasm addict.
he's an orgasm addict.

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Sid Vicious - My Way

And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
You cunt, I´m not a queer
I´ll state my case, of which I´m certain
I´ve lived a life that´s full
I've traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

Regrets, I´ve had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did, what I had to do
And saw it through with out exemption
I planned each chartered course
Each careful step along the highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

There were times, I´m sure you knew
When there was fuck fuck fuck-all else to do
But through it all, when there was doubt
I shot it up or kicked it out
I faced the wall and the world
And did it my way

I've laughed and been a snide
I´ve had my fill, my share of losing
And now, the tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think, I killed a cat
And may I say, not in a gay way
Oh no, oh no not me
I did it my way

For what is a prat, what has he got
When he wears hats and he cannot
Say the things he truly feels
But only the words, of one who kneels
The record shows, I fucked a bloke
And did it my way

I kind of picked up on The Buzzcocks myself.

Being molested by Michael Jackson as a child did not help Corey's career as much as his parents had hoped.

Corey Feldman - Go 4 It

Seven pages in and has anybody mentioned The Sex Pistols yet?

I remember when Peter Shelby came out of the closet and the BBC banned his solo hit "Homosapien" for being too gay. Which is ironic, since the whole idea of the song was that homosexuals are people too.

Pete Shelley - Homosapien

I'm the shy boy, you're the coy boy
And you know we're Homosapien too

I'm the cruiser, you're the loser
Me and you sir, Homosapien too

Homosuperior in my interior
But from the skin out
I'm Homosapien too

And you're Homosapien too
And I'm Homosapien like you
And we're Homosapien too

I'm the shy boy, you're the coy boy
And you know we're Homosapien too

I'm the cruiser, you're the loser
Me and you sir, Homosapien too

Homosuperior in my interior
But from the skin out
I'm Homosapien too

And you're Homosapien too
And I'm Homosapien like you
And we're Homosapien too

And the worlds built of age are a stage
Where we act out our lives
And the words in the script seem to fit
'Cept we have some surprise

I just want this to last
Or my future is past and all gone
And if this is the case
Then I'll lose in life's race from now on

Homosuperior in my interior
But from the skin out
I'm Homosapien too

And you're Homosapien too
And I'm Homosapien like you
And we're Homosapien too

And I just hope and pray
That the day of our love is at hand
You and I, me and you
We will be one from two, understand?

And the world is so wrong
That I hope that we'll be strong enough
For we are on our own
And the only thing known is our love

I don't wanna classify you
Like an animal in the zoo

But it seems good to me to know
That you're Homosapien too

I'm the shy boy, you're the coy boy

I don't wanna classify you
Like an animal in the zoo
But it seems good to me to know
That you're Homosapien too

I don't wanna classify you
Like an animal in the zoo
But it seems good to me to know
That you're Homosapien too

I don't wanna classify you
Like an animal in the zoo
But it seems good to me to know
That you're Homosapien too

I never cared for that Homosapien song. It was too repetitious and played to death on the radio. He was better with the Buzzcocks IMO.

Buzzcocks with Howard Devoto

The Damned - New Rose

Is she really going out with him?
Ah!

I got a feeling inside of me
It's kind of strange like a stormy sea
I don't know why, I don't know why
I guess these things have got to be

I gotta new rose, I got it good
Guess I knew that I always would
I can't stop to mess around
I got a brand new rose in town

See the sun, see the sun, it shines
Don't get too close or it'll burn your eyes
Don't you run away that way
You can come back another day

I got a new rose, I got it good
Guess I knew that I always would
I can't stop to mess around
I got a brand new rose in town

I never thought this could happen to me
I feel strange, why should it be?
I don't deserve somebody this great, oh, oh
I'd better go or it'll be too late

Ah!

I got a feeling inside of me
It's kind of strange like a stormy sea
I don't know why, I don't know why
I guess these things have got to be

I got a new rose, I got her good
Guess I knew that I always would
I can't stop to mess around
I got a brand new rose in town, uh

Lee Ving & Lori Eastside - Hoochie Coochie Man

From the movie "Get Crazy"

The Jam

Ska Punks

The Bureau - Only For Sheep

That man is in pain and he's shouting so loud
There's a space all around him a space in the crowd
He is holding his head like it's gonna explode

It's part of a new meaning
From deep in his soul

It is only for Sheep
only for sheep, for sheep
Yeah
Cos when you're awake you're a sheep
Yeah

You show us a new way you sound so sincere
How sweet it must be to be able to think so clear
But you are just another in a long line of fools

Giving us freedom
With a new set of rules

It is only for Sheep
only for sheep, for sheep
Yeah
Cos when you're awake then you're a sheep
Yeah

It is only for Sheep
only for sheep, for sheep
Yeah
When you're awake then you're a sheep, asleep
Yeah

That man is in pain and he's shouting so loud
There's a space all around him a space in the crowd
He is holding his head like it's gonna explode

It's part of a new meaning
From deep in his soul

It is only for sheep
only for sheep, for sheep
Yeah
When you're awake you're a sheep
Yeah

It's only it's only it's only for sheep
only for sheep, for sheep
Yeah
When you're awake you're sheep

More Ska Punk:

The Mighty Mighty Bosstones - Picture To Prove It

Well you insisted, the day you walked away,
That we shared nothing, but I've got somethin'
I'd still like to say.

You're not here to listen and we were never good at that.
Let's set the record straight, we shared something great,
Even though now nothing's where we're at.

Pictures to prove it, I've got the proof.
When you hit the bricks I hit the roof.
I hit the bottle, put this picture on the bar.
I'll always have these pictures, but I don't know where you are.

I've got pictures to prove it.
If you saw them, I'm sure
You'd be forced to remember what we don't have anymore.
I've got a pile of pictures, I've got a whole stack of proof.
I've got pictures to prove it, I've got, I've got...

Pictures to prove it, smudged with fingerprints and tears.
Cigarette ashes, and our first few happy years.
They're old now, they're faded and the edges all are frayed.
I'll always have these pictures, but I wish that you had stayed.

I've got pictures to prove it.
If you saw them, I'm sure,
You'd be forced to remember what we don't have anymore.
I've got a pile of pictures, I've got a whole stack of proof.
I've got pictures to prove it and all I ever do is...

Stare at the pictures for hours on end.
They tell the truth to me while I'm sure you just pretend.
And you deny we ever happened, and swear it never was that way.
Even you'll admit when I submit to you...
Exhibit A.

I've got pictures to prove it, I'm not just blowing smoke.
If you don't believe me, believe them.
No, this ain't no joke.
I've got a pile of pictures, I've got a whole stack of proof.
Someone look at the pictures,
I've got, I've got...

No Doubt - Oi To The World (before Gwen turned black)

The Vandals - Oi! To The World

Haji was a punk just like any other boy
And he never had no trouble till he started up his Oi band
Safe in the garage or singing in the tub
Till Haji went too far and he plugged in at the pub

'Twas a cold Christmas eve when Trevor and the skins
Popped in for a pint and to nick a bag of crisps
Trevor liked the music but not the unity
He unwound Haji's turban and he knocked him to his knees

If God came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what he'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
But Oi to the world and everybody wins"

Haji was a bloody mess, he ran out through the crowd
He said "We'll meet again we are bloody but not unbowed"
Trevor called his bluff and told him where to meet
Christmas Day on the roof down at 20 Oxford Street

If God came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what he'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
But Oi to the world and everybody wins"

On the roof with the nun chucks Trevor broke a lot of bones
But Haji had a sword like that guy in Indiana Jones

Police sirens wailing, a bloody dying man
Haji was alone and abandoned by his band
Trevor was there fading and still so full of hate
When the skins left him there and went down the fire escape
(Oi, Oi)

And then Haji saw the north star shining more then ever
So he made a tourniquet from his turban saving Trevor
They repelled down the roof with the rest of the turban
And went back to the pub where they bought each other bourbon

If God came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what he'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
But Oi to the world and everybody wins"

If God came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what he'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
But Oi to the world and everybody wins"
(Oi, Oi)

Looks like San Pedro's finest haven't been added to the list yet:

North Carolina Noisemakers:

An absolute classic:

More Australian goodness: The Hard-Ons

Teenage Kicks (for John Peel):

Got some news for you:

Jesus Chrysler:

Speaking of the Buzzcocks, did anyone catch them on their US tour earlier this year? They were great! I'd seen almost every 70s and 80s punk and I'd wanted to see except them. They played a pretty small club here too:

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Needed to add more Aussie punk rock

Nancy Vandal - When I squeeze my nose I sound like Axl Rose

Frenzal Rhomb - Russell Crowe's Band (is a fucking pile of shit)

I can but play Bass 1st, then guitar and lastly Drums, heres a couple Halloween quick tunes I did to honor Dr.Loomis, theres no vocals but its me on Bass and Guitar a buddy is playing drums, I usually jam with bass and drums then I add guitar, its simple stuff but fun, all done pretty fast so don't judge too harshly.