Punk---Hippie's Adversary

Ok nuggas, time for a healthy crash course lesson in punkanomics 101.

First an announcement that there are several sources for reference, info and data and the such for learning more about the absolutely rivid civil clashes in the 20th century.

Google-ing various ideas, verbalized for the engine to interpret, should do it justice.

A breif overlay:

In the first half of 20th monstrosity, humans experienced the merging of the entire world in it's first true "greeting of the cultures".

Such gifts born in the immediate scope, were not really gifts...

They were fukken hot lead-spitting tools, used to either impede living things, or kill them.

The choice was yours, and we all know that when people are in war, Moral Proliferation is definately the first thing on everybodies mind...YACK!

Anywho, mass industrialization and imperialism rose to staggering heights in a climax with most of the worlds people, getting to know eachother, through macro politics, down to the tidbits of personal stories, we've just never learned about.

Two world wars, a stock market crash, a brutalizing of ethinic races, deplorable and excruciatingly rotten filth treatment of people from damn cut-off and depressed leaders, in their own way as to just take it out on their peons, and the fuck with what others think... The whole fucking shabang!

Societies were seeming to deteriorate, the toll on the act of the most aggressively advancing species soaring through the fog and finding eachother with all the little differences in between, it was a hell of a time for sure.

In-turn, it was not all deterioration, degradation and decentralization.

That was all just the side effect of the influx, for us to settle with how things were going to progress after such "Greetings" were concluded, like siblings in the growing.

And that was a perspective widely comprehended by many at the time, and who are curious to ask about, nowadays, for further clarification/confirmation.

An insightful shift of concentration turned toward the lesser priveledged and greater pained soals who were still just sitting there, as the primer pickins' were sent off to "not just sit around" in another country...

The riff-raff passed by to expand a conscience as not one, moreso, many many societies could then concentrate on collectively.

Poverty, Vanity, Peace, Hate, Social Degradation, Social Segregation, illfully-inflated sponsorship of concepts and ideas which became frequented in the minds of many, collectively AND seperately, in a more crowded perspective, realizing they had new "bretheren" to reflect on such topics with, in the human parity.

Ethnic intensive perceptions and conceptions began to birth an-up-to-date adjustment to many things of the nature of art, which would come to include the many facets of human nature that have developed since the times of cathedrals and palaces being lined with fabulous artistic grace, and courtyards and parks were filled with the sounds of soothing melodies played by those who were the first to exploit the riches of "Free Music" more or less, as the reason to play was not an enforced ritual, yet out of pure desire of the moment. And kept on feeding that emotion.

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The fifties, rise of the iconisms of what we began to reflect on, in our own societies and burgs after finding that it was essentially the same anywhere...

-Conscience takes a turn-
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One word, JAZZ!
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It was sumkinda groovin, nearly filthy contagious thing, that really made people wanna let loose.
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Like a very hasty return to normalcy after having such travesty left to come back to after such a trajedy.
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An explosion was inevitable, and with that, came an ignition of soal, as if not a singular object/concept/thing...
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No, it was the continuation of IDEA ultimately.
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Some might call something about it mindless, and others, mindful.​

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The older generations yelling, "Turn off that damn racket, such insolent noise it is."
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It wasn't going away, it was growing...​

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A Growing Industry:
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Paripheral electronics, and perceptual media was growing as a centralized wonder of an industry.
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At last! A single canvas big enough for the lot!
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Once again there was growing, a golden platue in the works of the emotional themes people love to indulge.
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Comedy, Trajedy, Romance, Horror, Drama...
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MUSIC!​

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Minds continued to populate the scenic commotion, pouring heart and soal, pain and burn, love and binge into the bearings of radio frequency. Printing companies, record studios, musicians and vibe...
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And ofcourse, war yet again...
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There seemed to be no stopping it.​

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It's very simple to get confused when things keep changing and there never seems to be a place to catch your footing in life. So much to cover in a world which seems to be spinning out of control and people are getting sick of it!
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And that was precisely the sentiment at the time, (at least that is my take on it.) people only knew of the things that were delivered to them for secondary's sake, via the same way, there expressive stimulation was presented to them.
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Cold war, Korean war, Vietnamese war, does it ever go away?​

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-Civil Indoctrination with heart and soal-
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The centruy continued to age, taking in style with it, the many things that stuck to the cognizance of people, like a child coming home from school with too many deficieny notices.
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Any is bad enough, but damn, they just seemed to keep racking up.
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Along with all this turmoil, was also maturing another energetic side of life, which repeatedly became more and more acknowledged by commoners of many parts, in many respects, like the themes of emotion happening many times a minute in multiple places.​

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This energy was the Groove, the vibe, the funk...
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Soals wh've seen their fare share, enough to motivate their beings to litterally pick something up, which was a hot lead spitting machine, more like a pyscedelic boomstick, or simply, a guitar, or a mic, or a bong. Take your pick, cuz that was the infuriatingly magnetic ruckus ebbing into the workings of everyday lives saying, " peace and love, feel the groove, not fade away...etc."Add what you will to your hearts content.​

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That was the idea, there was an answer for the hapless shit people everywhere were going through.
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Hit the "high-notes" and keep mary singin' cuz she's gettin tired of singin' that lonely road song.
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It was time to take off your shirts paint your selves pretty and show your support against the ugly.
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As happens in the face of progressing activity, so too does there spawn it's opposite, it's couterpart, and in the middle does there meet a handshake, like those who've been doing so, from the dawn of exploration, right up through to the "Open doors" of the world.​

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-A Second-Renaissance Cliche-
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Drugs, art and sex, a fucking madhouse where everone is happy!
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The dueling forces, side by side, everybody decided to take a chunk(or drop) of something and let the birds loose as they'd watch them fly peacebly, among the world they let every last emotion and motor function declare, that they wanted to see.
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DAMN!​

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At least that was a significant part of it, but again, there's always a contrast to even things out.
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...Or simply tip the scale.
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Many great artists, missionaries, partiots(even to an analogous sense), die hards, practitioners, saints, rebels and romancers arose in a time of collaboration in an attempt to change things from out of many, to many out of one. Creativity and expansion of the mind, inate feats of human growth, around the world, around the block, hell even around the house. ​

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All seemed open for the taking, and unfortunately, some even got a little to far in over their heads with it, and some really atrocious mistakes occured, yet where that happens leaves a lesson, and at the other end, a revolution was birthed through the rough.​

Governmental changes and advancements, communitaization, and open statement took a serious rising, and voices began stating as they willed all over...And as in such times to be predictable, what was seen was simply just collection of many descrete gatherings, who all spoke unique voices, yet held to the same ideals, especially those most relevent to current affairs, as is obvious, and from that function, another form of how to get together and life further beyond current borders, and then some, also appeared. ​

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This was a great thing, and in the society I still see around me, I'm personally very greatful for it, and I don't see myself withdrawing such a statement anytime soon.
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Reforms were made, governments seemed to be recieving the message, the old dogs of an almost dead time period, were disappearing slowly, and the casting around the mold of such a movement seemed to have left it's print upon the develpment of our beloved information age.​

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Not a bad thing, but vigilance is a handy lesson form which we learned in such times as stated above.
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-A transformation in public collabotration-
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Fukken disco, I can't fukken stand it, and I want my chainsaw to start working again, we live to see such times, basterds all of them basterds!​

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Anywho, yeah,
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I was not really into the whole disco thing ever, it made me feel depraved as a human being, and I thank seth mcfarlane for taking out his due aggression on john travolta as well!​

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So yeah, the next step in protpam takes its' turn.
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the wars were ending, things in politics were changing, commercial influence was rising, and after a rivid adventure everyone was wondering, "wow man, what the fuck just happened?"​

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A change incurred, taking with it, the roots of which were birthed from the explosion of emotion, turning everything cock-eyed and tainted, original yet transplanted, exhilerating and quite boring or FUKT! if you will.
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The message was out, people all over were of like minds on many things, the great time of our time was heralded in, and the cascade of response to the cataclismic upheavals of global community, was set in place.​

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There was still a great war between a few great nations, segregation was still rearing it's ugly head, and amid the turmoil, there was still left an ugly blemish upon the human race as a whole, to make an example of what not to repeat in any near future, as to the hopes of most if not all...​

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-The transition takes form-
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A suppliment depot feeding an effort of heralding, not disbanded, yet abandoned, becomes a playground for descendents of such heralding leaders...
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A transition from collective meaning, to a fad of self indulgence...​

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The uglies in office and the scattered disappointments accross the world lined a decade which suceeded a decaded rising to place the latter in shadows of its' former self.
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Socila progressions, further matured mannerisms and cliches, patterns of thought right down to the impulse as if everyone ws to walk a previously specified line without any question at all.​

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A civil recoil, to a global activation of conscience.
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Walled in perceptions, highly abstract splits...
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Another hasty return to normalcy after such deliberation of what itment to be free as one species over the vastness of the planet.​

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Elvis died, rock'n'roll met many forks in the road in the sake of progression, and there was little to stop, and plenty left to drive it.​

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Don't get me wrong, I view all expression as vital to the plan of humain development.
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There were many noteable features brought to us in the 70's.​

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The dead kept "truckin" on, maturing their style with jazzy artsy makes.
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Lennon, and all his solo productions, nearly unfathomable and every bit as inspiring.
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And let us not forget the almighty STYX!
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ugh...that's right, contrast was still pre-eminent.
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AC/DC, Metallica, Motley Crew, Bon Jovi, Lead Zepplin(despite their late sixties roots)
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Metal, hair metal, hevy metal, disco...yack.​

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And finally punk!​

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stiv bators, ramones, television, rootboy slim and the sex change band, talking heads, the cars, early police and ofcourse the muthafukken PISTOLS!(Sex Pistols for the slow)​

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It was simply a crossing of perspectives, outlets and themes, to each their own did they cover, tackle, and.or roll off dieing in the act, in their own silent ways as the cost of maintenence seemed to deteriorate the motives behind which, that drove such explosions of ideal theme and conceptual development, in the musically artistic sense.
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And so last does it come round...​

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The early footings of punk, and what seemed to emerge as a clashign tide of all the things felt, witnessed and endured in the ideals of that' which upheld the highest abstenence, and more so, greatest stubbornes of self indulgence, to dare to intake the things most covet in scarcity, and others shed in wealthful harmony.(like dinner time leftovers...)
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Commercializtion continued to penetrate, deeper and deeper into the scene, where those who've decided it was better to take the spitting image of lether jackets and switch blades, sharpening the ideals of that which changed a world they only began to know through their parents eye's and were forever mezmorized by such influence and societal power.​

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Once denied, it became a morbid respite in solitude against the masses which seemed to flock at "yellers" bidding anyways, and the only answer was to further abstract from the mainstream, no matter how many peace notes it flew on banners of tidye phenomina, of a movement only growing seemingly staler by the main industries every succession.​

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And hese from with came the undeniable sentiment of the underground where the "rebels at heart" lurked away from the mainstream stupidity, and leave their castings in fuddled turmoil only to be spread back into magnetudes that whould otherwise rival once again with the sentiments and currents of that, which began to topple a world conscience in every gutter, alleyway and streetcorner of a world to close to global catastrophe.​

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This was an emergence of undying idealism, and quite congurently, self wrecklessness.
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It was the next heralding of angst, lust and addictive fettish which kept the energy alive, as the original cause ws pushed aside to slowly settle once again, upon the leveling of new outreaches, branchings and precedence of emotional outburst...
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So to answer your question from my own perspective,
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do I view hippies as my enemy simply because I m one, crusty ass, politically enthrawled, soal out on a hate binge, coincided with a peace binge and ready to speed up the masses with masses of motions flying all over the place?
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Well no my friend, I look to the wisdom of those before me, and before them, before declaring anything of such stern certainty.​

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As As I will it, this was a very topical and generic, generalized reply, with probably as many gramatically errors, as loop, and gap errors.
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But I wrote this in two hours, drinking lots of beer, and I'm on my own little, binge, yet felt like going over it and getting off my chest, if for nothing more, than rehashes sake upon a worldly history, I look very proudly upon, and will not soon forget.
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I hope this helps,
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Peace.

 

Most punks aren't violent. If we'd managed to merge back in the day, can you imagine the amazing counter-culture we'd have had? And lots of punks take acid. Sorry not to have replied to you woodrat, I don't have time to read it right now, but I definitely will, cheers for putting in the effort.

 

i absolutely agree. the punk and psychedelic eras were two different, subsequent revolutions, each throwing off or rebelling against the last generation. punks hated the hippies like kids hate their parents. it's the gap, is all ... similar ideals but the punks just took it to the nth degree and like the hippies destroyed everything but in a more pointed, less peaceful manner. they simply wanted to destroy, didn't really care so much about the re-establishment like the hippies did, so when almost everything went down in flames it wan't as big of a deal for them ... anyways by then half had ODd and some of the others went on to start revolutions of their own ... take the hardcore punk movement (ian mackaye, anyone?) which later evolved into a more peaceful, accepting brand of punk whatwith the rising popularity and awareness of straight edge, veganism, and anarcho-punk.

 

When in the state of a psycadelic or euphoria induced trance, conscience reemerges once the sensitive impulses become recognized as census for the sensible.

What level trip was enjoyed?
How far into the psyce did it go?
And, what was the archive of the entire definition of every little detail?
Hippie culture opened the gateway,
Punk culture sent in the hounds.
That's my theory.

There's also the perception that the hippie movement was a change to, not from...
Where as self idealism kicks in, and the circle continues.
Which may tend to leave people in a whirl of daze and confusion by the masses.
Pure Love.

 

well, personally, im a hippie. and i would say hippie's don't really have enemies except for the government. but i mean everyone is different, it seems to me that punks and hippies both share that characteristic, they just have a different wat of going about hating them. the steriotypical punk kid would go throw rocks at cop cars and such, as a hippie would probably burn down a government establishment with a joint lol

it ranges, but i must say, its seems to me that punk kids dont like hippies, but hippies dont care.

idk just my look on the subject, i may be completely wrong

 

No point in hating hippies, they're a welcome part of the world, like anyone else.
I just tend to be very impulsive from time to time and choose to let that get me into all kinds of aggressive adventures.
Then I reflect on it... in a circle, over the peace pipe.
Cheers!

 

as should you do whenever you reflect....or are bored....or tired...or hungry.. or...

 

let me clear something up. im a streetpunk or as me and most people around call it "real punk". we dont believe in anarchy, we believe in the lower working class. we work hard and struggle. were against hippys very much for the most part because we consider them jobless bums honestly. and really we dont even consider anarcho bands like crass and whoever else real punk. actually fuck crass lol. but yea heres a few songs that show this.

Clit 45 - Fucking Hippys
86' d - Hippy Kicking Boots
The Casualties - Unemployed
The Exploited - Hippy Scum

just to name a few. hope i cleared some of this stuff up for ya.

 

Nah...Crass are punk...they had the right idea...destuction of government for the betterment of mankind...anarchopunk will rise again(i hope)

The punks and hippies get along real well here...we might not have the same ideals but we respect eachother...its just different counter culture(like others have said)...the only problems we have with the hippies are the vast amount of drugs they pump into their system and a lot of them around here have very little control over themselves...plus they bitch about government all the time...and thats all they do: Bitch...i cant handle that...stop bitching and rise up against it...blow shit up...peaceful protests dont get the job done anymore...

 

When a lifestyle of actions, silhouettes the cast of rightful decision, then what is the need to make any action a direct credence against another?

This simple line of reasoning kinda puts this argument to a close.
I'll happily ammend the thought with reminding that it's about the art and expression of the living.
People kinda pay attention to that the most.

 

the only punks that i know that are violent or hate hippies are street punks.

 

Too many factions. No punks don't hate hippies, because if there is such a thing as a stereotypical "punk" then there is no such thing as a punk.

 

Punks and hippies seem to have the same goal, saying punks just wanted "nihalistic anarchy" seems rather over silplified, and they both fought the statis quo. The only differance I see is punks are loud, angry, and will beat you down if they have to, but hippies are passive or passive agressive. Honestly, what the others have said is right, just a generation gap of movements.

 

In the begining (U.K.) punks were the adversary to just about everything! Hippies, teddy boys, mods,the established old order! Personally i aint never had a problem with hippies. I always say "If you dont dont piss me off then i wont piss on you!"

 

not all punks are loud and angry and beat people down. find out what a crust punk is. in my eyes its a hippy who listens to harder music and dresses in darker clothes. thats pretty much it. havent you ever seen the a e? anarchy and EQUALITY

 

meh, depends on the type ofo punk

hardcore punk no, that was alwyas just about feeling, same as any music, except it was faster and louder

however skrewdriver and the like, yeh

 

yeah fucking nazi's they are. i still don't really get how nazi's got into punk. nazism and anarchy, how could they ever go together

 

Personally I enjoy what the best in what each culture has to offer. Beatniks opened up doors for hippies, and the hippies opened up doors for punk. Actually punk is quite indebted to the hippie movement.

Punk was about fun and like it or not, love/passion.

But yeah, I love punk culture and I love hippie culture. Both exciting times, creative people getting together and sharing what they had to offer.

 

same overhere, i like the rave culture as well acutally

 

My boyfriends a punk!
We like to take the piss out of each other, and he's taken me to some aweful gigs. But then vice-versa in his view I guess!
He's gets all uptight about politics, I try and ignore them in a overly passive fashion.
I think hippy and punk culture are kinda related though.
I'm really into ska music - and punk and ska are often stuck together. And often have each other to thank.
Not really sure what point I'm trying to make..