EDITORIAL

My idea of punk——and rock and roll in general, in fact——is for people who eat Speedway burgers after a night of binge drinking.

People who like cartoons, horror movies, and dark comedy.

People who listen to Little Richard and the Troggs just as much as they do the Ramones and the Stooges.

People who think pro-wrestling is better than football.

People who take stand up comedians more seriously than they do talking-head political commentators.

People who are in love with the truth, reality, and authenticity.

People who think costumes and gimmicks are lame——even if they like bands who use them.

People who know that three chords are all you need.

People who think 10-minute guitar or drum solos are useless and boring.

People who reject groupthink, and shirk political affiliations; people who identify as "punks" on their own terms; people who only follow the rules that make sense to them——even rules imposed on them by their local music scene.

People who don't care about social status, pecking orders, or scene "cred".

People who know the history and influences of the music they listen to; people who immerse themselves in it; people who seek it out, who dig deep, and can't get enough of it.

But, most of all, my idea of punk is for OUTSIDERS. So to the freaks, the geeks, the nerds, the weirdos, the obsessive-compulsives, the free-thinkers, the slobs, the tomboys, the faggots, the havenots, and the abnormals: This site is for you.

—Sam Sinister, Editor-In-Cheap