Years Before I Happened

At the end of their first date, when Mom tried to say good night and send Dad on his way, Dad forced Mom's front door open with his foot. I'm not really sure what transpired after that. Dad must have expected something more than what Mom intended to offer. She never said it outright, but I think he really scared her...

Justin Pearson: Punk Ethics

As a musical genre, punk's not commonly considered to be riddled with nuance, suggestion, or surprise. What you see is what you get. It's either on or it's off. Loud or louder. Rude, bombastic, brutal, or maybe a mix of all of the above. Like it or go home. But every now and then, someone or something comes along to challenge everything you thought you knew...

Buzz Osborne Isn’t Wrong.

The Melvins? Who are the Melvins? My eyes panned down to find Smokehouse drummer sitting a few feet away on that very floor where I’d been sleeping, next to an empty turntable. It was his cigarette I smelled: Marlboro. Carefully, he rested a shiny black twelve inch onto its surface and dropped the needle. Seconds later, I found myself inundated by a sound so immense, I felt like I’d been kicked in the gut with my own steel toed boot, in the most incredible way...