«PUNK, doo wah, or do what?. Either way it’s become a part of the grand social circus. Dance music for dickheads, or a genuine expression of our anger and our despair?. There’s such a fine line between that which simply adds to the plastic crap that engulfs our lives and that which offers vision, hope dignity and a FUTURE. Can you tell the difference?»
Written over three decades ago by the pioneers of anarcho-punk. This text seems all the more relevant today just with differently named puppets and masters. Originally handed out at CRASS gigs thirty odd years ago this angry tirade seems painfully relevant today, swap the names Reagan for Trump, Thatcher for Boris and we're back to basics!