A breeze of punk rock captivated the essence of the presence of so many rebellious spirits. Long haired dreams carried on an endless ocean of maturity, as they eradicate painful memories surrounding the system. Longing for authority to give them back what belongs to them, they stand, they wait, creating a symbiotic dance, as powerful as their porcupine hair. They wear the photograph of life, and in it you can see the rejection of mainstream anything while their anti-authority ideologies move to the rhythm of attitude...
In Austin we remembered the dynamic experience of idealism, in where punk was another symbol of the transitions happening in life. OH!! Punk ROck! We got stepped on and pushed around...
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