hhkal17 asked: I thought you'd get a little kick out of this - Tired Hands Brewpub in Ardmore just tapped a beer named in honor of Kid Dynamite. I can't post links so here's the text from their Facebook page - " We just tapped Hop-A-Tact. 7% American IPA with huge notes of pine and citrus. Loud & aggressive just like the beer's namesake... Kid Dynamite."
Revolution Zine Style Now
In the early 90’s, a lot of the people in our community were working on a zines of some kind. A close friend worked the graveyard shift at Kinko’s, and virtually all of this fervent cultural-production activity went on there, in those seemingly endless hours between when normal people turn in and when the sun comes up. I used to hang out and help with cut & paste and assembly and...
thisroutineishell asked: So are you guys ever planning to play a show in mainland Europe in the foreseeable future or should I start inventing a parallel universe travelling machine of some sort? I saw you with Nico on vocals in Arnhem and I like to believe you still owe us a proper gig <3
Hate when anti-choice shit gets mixed in with veganism. It’s way too easy to be “pro-life” when you’re a dude. Get bent, then get real, please.
New Direction →
If you live in the Northwest, please check this out. Matter of fact, if you’re a punk/hardcore kid, check out their manifesto no matter where you live. The 90’s DIY spirit that was so formative for us is alive and well here.
Can't remember if we ever posted this...
POST- Obedience ingrained, so discreet that our chains are rendered obsolete. Post-everything. Feel nothing. Ironic detachment replaces outrage. I’ve grown comfortable in my cage.
This is your target demographic, spitballing from the cheap seats. Live from the pig trough, shitting where we eat. Manufactured desire where the appeal is hardwired. Where vanity & hunger conspire. The secret sign, the semiotic erotic skullfuck. We changed the channel and we’re trying to come unstuck. Word & image is the master’s hand. Envy is the choke-chain. Easy...
The ubiquity of the male gaze. Patriarchy as panopticon.