80s Hardcore
I grew up at a time when the internet didn’t exist, but we did have MRR with its scene reports that turned me on to...
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I grew up at a time when the internet didn’t exist, but we did have MRR with its scene reports that turned me on to...
I’m a product of the world — but more than any other place, L.A. shaped who I am. Being a youth in the ’80s...
Anyone who says the government has our best interests at heart has not read history. There is a long and sordid history of medical...
Graffiti and street art have long been the mouthpiece for populations that are neglected, ignored, and criminalized by the state. Whether it’s in New...
Imagine this – a young couple drives out to some deserted road. It is a spot that people call “lover’s lane”. They park the...
For me, few can say they’ve done cooler things. In the seventies, Marky Ramone seems to have drunkenly happened upon arguably three of the...
Once upon a time, before Judeo-Christian ideology permeated every fucking layer of our lives and spread its self-righteous, complacent bullshit all over the globe,...
Public bathrooms sometimes remind me of Pre-Historic caves because of the way humans love to to leave their mark behind with graffiti, stickers or...
Walking north along Baltimore’s Greene Street towards Lexington Market, just outside the grounds of the University of Maryland, you might come across an Egyptian...
Soup lines at Thanksgiving and Christmas, donating to the ACLU and dreaming of joining the Peace Corps are all among the pangs that come...
I’ve lost count as to how many times punk as been declared deceased. From as early as 1977, all the way to now, it...
