Happy snow day!
The cold brutal winds of February, the soaked sneakers trudging through brown slush, the dark edges of night pressing in from both sides like an angry vice can mean only one thing: L@VE!
Why the holiday ostensibly meant to celebrate and honor amore is situated in the middle of the most depressing, soul-crushing part of the year, I can’t comprehend, except that it probably has something to do with the shady cabal of Hallmark and Hershey conspiring in deviousness to study the holiday-deficient stretch of the winter calendar and deciding it was prime to STRIKE, suckers. But here it comes, and there’s a bunch of stuff going on around town, which I wrote about here, including my favs:
An animal dating and mating program at Prospect Zoo, including a live-animal demo (!!); and a short-movie festival at 3rd Ward with three-minute films all featuring three things: a reference to at least one of the three wise monkeys, a celebrity death and something uncontrollable. Then there’s the un-lovey-dovey stuff, like the Rejection Show at the Bell House and the free Wake for Love and Relationship Obituary open mic at the Knitting Factory; plus the pajama-clad BK Meatup at the Bell House.
Not to say there aren’t people out there who do acts of Good on this emotionally manipulative hollerday, but it rarely resembles the inside content on your typical greeting card (remember on the Real World London where the punk guy’s GF sent him a pig’s heart stuck through with steel nails? Now that’s luv).
I particularly liked this post today from Robert Radish at the Y! Music Blog about Inappropriate Punk Rock Candy Hearts. Quote he:
Punk rock romance is a very special kind of love and should not be forgotten this Valentine’s Day. Punk rock couples can’t simply stop by the local Hallmark store and pick up a thoughtful card and maybe a teddy bear holding a big pillow heart. They require something with a bit more grit.
And he’s got these lovely hearts, which I would pay lots of money for if they actually existed, just so I could show them to someone and then SMASH THEM WITH MY PUNK HAMMER OF AMORE ANARCHY.
1. 
Misfits
2. 
Buzzcocks
3. 
D.O.A.
4. 
Sex Pistols
5. 
Hüsker Dü
More on the blog, along with links to the songs. If anyone can find all these put together in one downloadable playlist, you’ll be my punk valenslime, and a pig heart will be on the way through the mail.
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