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Dagg Dibrimi
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It may have been a regional thing, but in the early nineties in CT we had a brief resurgence of street punk and Oi that spurred a brief skinhead trend. Got my ass whooped quite a bit by those fuckers back then…they went away just in time for the Earth Crisis assholes to start beating me up.

As much as I liked Leatherface as a kid, there's nothing juvenile about them. One of my rare moments of good judgement back in the day.

I didn't know there was any debate about this, Suffer was always first and everything before that (as collected on 80-85) was second. Liking anything after that was strictly verboten amongst punk purists as I recall.

There's a funny piece in one of the old Cometbus zines I always think of when I think of Social Distortion, a bunch of little adolescent Bay Area punks reviewing a Social Distortion show and mocking how professional and rehearsed everything was. I'm pretty sure that particular piece dates back to the eighties too…

I'm not sure this is actually true. The bands and labels come and go, but the actual DIY scenes that these bands come out of have existed pretty continuously and undisturbed up until present day. There are certainly ebbs and flows; the mainstream punk thing caused a temporary flood of people to shows which eventually

Save your breath.

As a 90s punk kid, I think there's some validity to this. I think the anger in response to the sixties hippies turning into Reganites made for a much more angry and earnest strain of punk rock. 90s kids were largely raised by apolitical, drugged-out children of the 70s, so there were no ideals to sell out…we were born

Myself and many other punk kids who were coming up around that time found punk rock *because* of Nirvana. Cobain wouldn't shut up about Black Flag, which led me to purchased Damaged blindly, which put the SST catalog in my hands and it was all downhill from there…

Bad Brains is DC hardcore, hands down, regardless of where they may have eventually or originally resided.

@spinachleaf:disqus I said I work with them, not that I give them shit for free you fucking retard. I supervise their work in a soup kitchen/food pantry, which is how they earn housing and services. The services they receive and being allowed to work are both contingent upon their participation in treatment and

I work with homeless addicts. I'd love to hear you to explain how a guy who gives blowjobs for the heroin he takes to medicate the PTSD he has from being raped daily by a family member as a child is indulging himself. I have a feeling your brilliant insight regarding addiction could really turn his life around.

There are choices involved in developing an addiction, to some degree throughout the whole process choice plays *some* role in the outcome, but you're either really ignorant or just stupid if you think someone who sleeps in the woods and sucks dick for heroin is just choosing that lifestyle.

@avclub-4645aaea95ece4efbef8cb9251a5ac3a:disqus The listenability of Fifteen depends entirely on your ability to disregard lyrics.

@avclub-7f87bb91e1944c0485c54044a3d85c44:disqus I hope not for your sake, my life kind of sucks other than the odd day at the movies with my kids.

@avclub-e3f5ab7f02122f95b801e13e2c586d6a:disqus My son, who is 5 now, loved the first Cars movie and was so fucking disappointed to get two hours of Mater as James Bond. My 9 year-old girl expected to hate it and thought it was hilariously ridiculous once she got over how shitty it was. So I guess she kind of enjoyed

I had an incredibly difficult time drumming up any interest from my kids in Monsters University. My teenaged siblings are waaaay more interested, presumably because of nostalgia. 

My kid nearly pissed his pants laughing at the slapstick stuff, got a little teary-eyed at the ending, and it didn't bore me severely or offend me horribly. Sitting through Cars 2 in the theater with two outraged and disappointed children lent me enough perspective to call that a win.

I used to chef a block or two over from there. That's fucking hilarious. Knowing the venue makes your story ten times better.

@avclub-31f43af563e2dbc3370d34225f1f766c:disqus That might be true, but there ain't a whole lot of white people in Hartford with the exception of Downtown (where there aren't too many people, period) and the West End, which is basically a part of West Hartford.

I work for nuns who protest war, were censured by the Vatican for publicly supporting victims of sexual abuse by priests, and will chase cops out of the soup kitchen I run when they try to patrol our dining room for arrests. Your assertion that all nuns are uncool because you encountered one order of crappy nuns at a