remember that time when you didn’t know their names? when you didn’t knew who played which instrument, who’s your favourite and how their personalities are. when you had 4 albums that you’ve never listened to, finding out about so many new and amazing songs. when you still had to discover every little fact about them, not knowing that they’ll be your favourite band soon. yes? that’s my favourite part of discovering a band.
You may see tattoos, piercings, and rebellion, but their fans see acceptance, individuality, and revolution. You hear screaming and insults to your precious society, their fans hear hope and criticism of your distorted society. This is not a genre of hatred and insults, this is a genre of self-love and acceptance. This is punk music.