The punk community of San Pedro,
California, in a rare moment of organization and concern for status,
took a vote on who was the most hardcore. The rockers campaigned,
told stories of their legendary antics, their epic acts of
rebelliousness, the amount of contempt they had for authority. Deep
down, however, most people accepted that the winner would be Trashcan
Dave, who once camped in a trash can for a week rather than live in a
house where he had to turn his music down. Trashcan Dave, who then
used that trash can to beat down some snot nosed dirt stain who tried
to start something. Trashcan Dave, who walked the whole way from LA
to San Diego once to catch a Shinsplints concert. Trashcan Dave, who
even in his sleep was more angry, more metal, more hardcore than most
were in their most wakeful hours. The day of the vote came, and to no
one's surprise, Trashcan Dave won the popular vote, but district
lines being what they were, he lost when the electoral college went
with Nosebleed Dan, who as a dare once ate a half-eaten In-and-Out
burger someone found on a park bench.
- Originally mailed to R. Morris in Cambridge, Ontario in Canada.
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