Another Part Of What Gave Me A

I'm Tired Of Being Ruled By The Skull And Bones. The Only Place They Belong Are On Punk-rock Albums!

I Went To Seattle As Just Another Geek In The Food Chain, Thinking, "well, In My Own Puny Little Way, I'd Rather Be A Part Of History Than Just Sit And Watch It On Tv." So, The Fact That So Many People Are Starting To Ask The Right Questions And Rack Their Brains For Solutions Does Give Me Hope.

The Boyfriend Of The Student Music Teacher Came In: "hey, Kids, This Is A Real Air Force Pilot." I Asked Him Something To The Effect Of How It Felt To Be Dropping Bombs On Children In Vietnamese Villages. And It Got Very Icy In There All Of A Sudden, And Finally The Teacher Said, "oh, Well, Eric Reads A Lot Of Newspapers. Next Question."

I Saw The Ramones, Early On At A Country-rock Palace In Denver. They Were Opening For Some Record-company Band, So The Local Music Establishment, And I Emphasize The Word "establishment," Was There In Force, And The Handful Of Us Who Knew The Ramones Were Up In Front. And Half The Fun Was, You Know, Not Only Were The Ramones The Most Powerful Band I Had Ever Seen At That Point, But They Made It Look So Simple - That Anyone Could Do It, Hell, Even I Could Do It. This Is What I Should Be Doing.

What They're Not Doing Is Marketing The Dead Kennedys In The Spirit Of What The Band Stood For.