Maybe Some Day You'll Grow Up (Anti-Faux-Punk Manifesto)
We can only hope so. It’s seemed very evident to me that most people claiming to belong to some musical social sect are nothing more than bad photocopies. Where is our once highly touted individualism? I hear that Hot Topic will sell it to you for less than a 100$. Now let's see if we can't make our formal declaration against this. So curtains up, let's get this dog and pony show on the road.
Time to step up to the plate.
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Anti-Faux-Punk Manifesto
Too stupid to come up with something clever?
Well then I’ve got the answer for you. Just be angry. Don’t actually listen to the music; just vacantly watch it the way you did that TV that taught you who to be.
Sadly what is now forgotten, is that punk wasn’t about meaningless angst, but instead like-minded people reaching out for some semblance of social progression. These ideas died with the youthful hopes of an age long forgotten. So instead, we’ll just rework it, re-brand it, and pretend we’re original for cut-rate plagiarism. In my opinion, punk or hardcore was never about bashing others, but instead staking your claim in the social strata and proclaiming that value in yourself and others like you. I’m pretty sure that if you are so upset about the fact the world is fucked (in your childish view) or that if you were half as intelligent or mature as you claim to be, you’d try to do something about it.
Getting drunk and starting fights just won’t cut it anymore. I know politicians and lawyers more punk than you’ll ever be. It isn’t about aesthetics child. It’s about effectual change. Sticking safety pins in your clothes, just because it looks cool isn’t punk. It’s asinine.
Step One: Realizing You Have The Acumen Of A 4 year old.
Ok, now that the first bit is over. We can move on.
Step Two: Growing Up
Well I know this is going to be a leap for a 16 to 40 year old with tattoos of flaming skulls, that weren’t well thought out, and that don’t mean a fucking thing. But I’ll do my best to guide your head out of you ass. It’ll be a long haul.
Step Three: Moving On, And Doing More Than Being Baselessly Angry About Your Superficial Understanding About Things Way Over Your Head.
This one is up to you. Sorry I can’t help you any farther.
Step Four: Shutting The Fuck Up Unless You Have Something Worth Saying
I’m not even going to pretend this is going to happen.
So in conclusion just pack it up and go home. Nobody wants to listen to some perpetually adolescent fool who knows nothing better than throwing hissy fits about nothing in particular.
Curtains down. Game over. Let's hope you learned something
