An old friend of mine, Greg Kazen, sent me this flyer. I had taken the bus from my house with another friend, John Q, to this show without paying much attention to how we'd get home (we were 15 at the time). The show was in this fucked up old theater in Santa Ana. There were huge rats running all over the place. The cops showed up before Social Distortion and TSOL played. I remember standing on the sidewalk in the middle of the chaos thinking, "how the fuck am I going to get home", when a car pulled up and the driver said, "jump in, let's get out of here". It was Greg. I didn't really know him at the time, had only seen him around school. After that night Greg and I became good friends. Still are today!
That was the great thing about the punk scene back then. If you were a punk and you saw another punk, you were friends. Because everyone else hated you!
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ya we've come a long way havent we...
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