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Birth Of Punk Rock

Rating: 4.7

An aging warehouse with a cement floor,
broken glass, and swooning walls.
Proud of its code violations.
No ads or radio spots, you just had to
know this was the place.
Before the Dead Kennedys came on,
some other band played “Sit On My
Face, Stevie Nicks.” In the parking lot,
Some boys too young for facial hair
mocked my pal’s beard, “I’ll

bet you were at Woodstock, ” one
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Lori Boulard 26 January 2007

I commented on this a year ago. Read it again, just for kicks. Yep, it still rocks.

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Lori Boulard 25 January 2006

one of my best nights was seeing the Dead Kennedys, Social Distortion and X share a venue, although 'venue' may be too proper a word. Next time, I'd tell them real music never needed MTV. Nice write!

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Joy Vanderhelm 22 January 2006

Absolutely loved the end. It has a real note of sadness, of wanting. If I had been born early enough, I would not have missed Woodstock for the world, 'course I porbably would have been into a lot more drugs, too, and it's sad that the world always seems to move on. I was definitely transported with this one. Well done!

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Gillian.E. Shaw 18 November 2005

Superb ending with a note of regret - I sympathize! Get a sense of time having moved on as if your friend and yourself are 'left overs' from a different plate of food i.e. past trend, fashion or style. Enjoyable!

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I could see this one....I could be inside of it. Which is a good thing. I missed both times.... :) Good one!

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Max Reif 10 July 2005

You set a strong mood and sense of place for me through most of the poem. I think what you wrote 'says' more than you give it credit for with your ending, though, which I found unsatisfying.

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