Punk’s not dead, but it deserves to die, and it’s dead because of you.

Punk means something else for everyone and can mean different things at particular moments in life.
It doesn’t matter what punk means to anybody else, and it only matters what it means to you.
Punk came kicking and screaming out of the 60s, then it was murdered at the end of the 70s, raised back to life only to be dishonoured and killed again over and over again occasionally. From being “not dead” in ’81 to “it just deserves to die” in ’86, and the final conclusion of “it’s dead coz of you” in 2024, punk proved to be a tough nut to crack.
Alive, dead or resurrected, mocked, mugged, hijacked, raped, advertised, monetised, revamped, sold out or surviving at the street level, punk comes back haunting once in a while. Some still believe in it, and others make a buck or two out of it. It’s like your first sex date, which you wouldn’t take home to present to your mom, but you sneak it into your room and can’t get enough of it.
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