A good friend of mine just posted this on Facebook and I immediately thought of you guys — it needed to be shared. What’s funny — for me at least — is that I know all of these dudes by face, but can’t remember any of their names. The trials and tribulations of working in a record shop, I suppose. So it goes…
Anyways, go and have some fun with these elder punk rockers and their drunken fans. It’s intentionally entertaining and somewhat unintentionally racist, I promise. The best kind of intentions!
“Spicback Mountain”. HA! I love true NYC punks.
H/T – Mark Y.