Philly Punk Rock Flea Market On Mothers Day
It’s Time For You Start To Acting As Cool As Your Mom.
“You know, when I was your age, Punks weren’t wimps,” my Mom said, while enjoying her Mother’s Day brunch. ”Punks were tough, dirty & didn’t care about setting trends or being cool. They recorded their music themselves & didn’t care how it sounded or if anyone even listened. Punks were in bands because they had something they wanted to say no matter who heard: the police, their school, even their parents. Their parents were the ones making the laws & the rules & The Punks hated the laws & the rules. Rock became Pop, so Punk punched the music world in the face with harsh lyrics & even harsher shows. I went to lots of shows because they were cheap & I could drink beers even though I was underage & because my parents didn’t want me there; my parents didn’t like the rebellious message punk rock music gave me; I haven’t changed, but punk rock sure has,” Mom said, wistful.
“Let’s go, Mom!” I said, chugging the rest of my mimosa & throwing some money down on the annoyingly busy restaurant’s table. ”We’re going to The Punk Rock Flea Market!”
We shopped for vintage clothes, spent hours looking at all the records in The Starlight Ballroom & bought R5 Productions Show Passes!
“No, Tomata, you listening to whatever music you like & disobeying your Mother’s wishes for your punk rock future is punk enough for me,” said Mom.
Happy Mother’s Day! May Your Children Be As Punk Rock As You!
-Tomata Fortunata (Swellco & Swellco #69004J)
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