Sometimes I sit around at Murphy’s and just stare at the Antenna sign on the wall. I wonder what it must have been like to live in a time when getting a punk group to roll through Memphis was just a matter of having an open night at one of the most renown clubs in the South. Things changed, for the worse, for a long time.
Thanks to the efforts of Memphis Punk Promotions, tons of dedicated bands, and of course the musicians and fans themselves, more clubs are offering a place for punk rockers to lay down the law without fear of no turn out or getting screwed by shady owners. Notably, P & H and Murphy’s are front runners for hosting out of towner acts that inspire Memphians to keep the legend alive in a place that’s usually been less than friendly to a struggling scene.
We come here today to celebrate one of these local traditions, a new comer on old grounds. Already they’ve cut a very deep and dark path through the mean streets by bringing mosh back to house shows and sequined dresses back to savage rock and roll.
Go on, give it a go. This Shame Finger is for you, dirty listener.