You don’t have to be a sugar baby to get excited when a bunch of dads take the stage at your favorite venue, but it helps. Something about old guys on stage just slaps different than seeing the younger bands. Could it be the 40+ years of experience? Could it be stronger influence from a better time in music? Could it be… that they’re just here to have fun?
Getting politics out of punk is like getting pot out of a brownie. It’s a key ingredient baked into the DNA of the genre. If you eat pure weed oil, it gets the point across but it tastes like ass. Just like you need that delicious chocolate package to deliver the goods to your nervous system, an important message needs the hard-rockin’ fast-paced envelope of music. If I wanted to sit quietly and listen to somebody prattle on about all the issues in the world, I’d go to church for Christ’s sake. Give us something to mosh about.
Dad punks put fun first. When they get up on stage and have great chemistry and make fun of each other, telling jokes and goofing off- it’s contagious. They’ve perfected their craft and focused on putting on a fun show, the meaning behind it comes later, if at all. A brownie without pot in it is just as delicious.
Famous old guy Lee Iacocca once said that a man never hits his stride until his 40s. This is as true in music as it is in any other field. So in this issue of Spud, let’s pull up our pants, put on our trucker hats, fire up the barbecue, and crack open a cold one in honor of all the old guys who still rock and roll.
-RJ
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