I was a punk. I think that's why I'm such a good person now, because I was such a bad guy then.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I was a punk rocker. A full-bore, 1st-generation punk.
I was such a punk.
I was the punk outsider who nobody messed with. I was fearless. At 16, I graduated and moved out.
In the early days, myself and my friends were into punk because we had no money, just very basic instruments and skills. It was more about the ethos and the energy.
I wanted to be in a punk band before I had even heard any punk music.
I was really into punk. I was 11 years old; I had a blue mohican.
I had moments of my actions and words not reflecting who it is I am - if that defines a punk, then yes, absolutely.
I think I wanted to be a punk-rocker before I wanted to be anything else. I remember wanting a mohawk, and I wanted to cut the sleeves off of my jean jacket because I used to want to be Dirty Dan from Sha-Na-Na. This is before hip-hop was even around. I had the skinny piano tie. I had it, man.
I was the only punk rocker at my high school. And there were at least a handful of black kids who liked hip-hop. Both were kind of the new music of the day, and it was lonely being the only punk.
I formed a band when I was about 13, and we all listened to punk - or what we thought was punk!
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