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.
