Hey, gang. This bike is a slight departure from the usual in that it
was made for an imaginary person rather than someone with a name.
It was built for Ed Furbush's shop in Prescott, Arizona,
Southwest Sounds and Cyclery. It's a bicycle shop and record store. My kind of place.
Ed and I came up with an imaginary rider of the bike and built it to his or her measurements.
We imagined that flat black was his or her favorite color.
Super stealthy dropouts.
"You're not punk and I'm tellin' everyone."
"Save your breath, I never was one."
When I first moved to the East Bay,
the punk scene was in the throes
of a love affair with Jawbreaker.
The at-the-time-current record,
24 Hour Revenge Therapy,
was/is a perfect record.
With the next record, Dear You,
a hot shot producer was brought in
by the record company looking for
the next Green Day. Actually it was the same
guy that did Dookie. The record
was very different, in that it really focused
on Blake's singing and guitar whereas the former
records' mix were pretty balanced between
the guitar and bass. The new formula
didn't sit well with me or a lot of folks.
Too bad. With 16-17 years of hindsight,
it's got loads of good songs, but someone
got obsessed with the "cult of Blake".
The music and the band's internal relationships
suffered and the band broke up acrimoniously.
1,2,3,4. Who's punk? What's the score?