aNOTchronism.

for a long time in my life, i described myself as an anachronism- something in the wrong time. all of my favorite fashions, hairstyles, music, pop culture icons, are from the 1960's and 1970's. that, of course, is where i was meant to live me life.

but this past week, i finished reading "please kill me" which is the history of punk rock, told in interviews of people who were there from when it started in the early 60's to when it died in the 70's. and i learned something interesting. the mods hated the punks who hated the hippies who hated the 'rock' crowd. violent physical altercations occurred when mod kids would walk past punk clubs. or if a musician in a leather jacket walked near the hippie part of town. they purposefully sold each other bad drugs and stole from each other.

how would i chose? i love mod clothes, punk AND rock music, hippie ideals. and to think i would have had to chose!

so now i know i was, in fact, born in the perfect decade for me. i can listen to whatever i want, wear whatever i want, believe whatever i want and no one facet of my being must be defined by any other part. i am even more blessed than previously thought.

if only i didn't have to also put up with rap.....

p.s. the book was great! a bit vulgar, as is expected considering the subject matter, but highly recommended to anyone who truly appreciates music that means something and the people who make it.