This is a re-post from my blog (http://altbit.org). I figured it 'd get a better response here.
Hardcore punk rock and grindcore were a huge influence on my youth. The fighting spirit and never say die mentality carried me through many difficult times. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve shed many of the outward signs of that life and moved into mainstream life. What happens when punks get old? I think the old saying is true: “Old punks never die, they just stand in the back.”
I may have missed the wave by about 10 years, but the wake of the hardcore/punk movement gave me a sense of belonging and comfort when I was trying to figure out who I was in life. It’s something that’s rooted deep in me and I’ve gained a new appreciation for it.
In the past few months, I’ve re-discovered the music and ideals that shaped a lot of my worldview and my attitude. I’ve been having what you might call a quarter-life crisis, only not as dramatic as it sounds. Time has changed my clothing and haircut, but that same fire is inside me. I see it every day at work when I have to tackle a difficult problem or in my personal life when things are getting me down. I also see in my social life: work hard and play harder. I fight through the hard times and enjoy the good times as much as i can.
Marrying a woman that understands this past (as she was just as heavily influenced) has helped immensely. She’s stood by me for all these years and has kept my spirits up. We enjoy life together and fight for what we believe in.
All of this rambling has brought me to this… I’d like to compile a list of stories from punks, post punks, former punks, crust kids, hellbillies, grindheads, etc (even if you missed the wave, like I did). I’ll toss in a few of my own stories from years past.
These stories may never go anywhere, they might just collect dust in my inbox. However, I’d like to put them together in a small DIY paper (or digital) volume and make some copies to distribute around. I’ve got no commercial interests here, I’d just like to hear (and hopefully) share our stories with other people.
Please send anything you’d like to share to firstname.lastname@example.org and I’ll do my best to put something together.
Thanks for listening!
“Sing out all these lines; Shout it if you feel bad; And make it in a rhyme; Punk never die for I; Never die; No never die” —Funeral Oration