Everyone needs a little bit of street punk in their diet. It makes for a good balance and a wholesome breakfast...Kinda like semen...I could go on and on about how much I despise the genre, yet when it comes down to it, I like punk where you don't have to think. It's juvenile, but haven't we all been at that stage? You know, where spiky hair, bondage pants and leather jackets were the "in" thing for our small band of rejects? You could say that street punk never grows up...There are some bands that don't necessarily fit the preformed mold of a belligerent ass. Career Soldiers was one of those bands. They are not a "smart" band by any stretch, but they did put more effort in their lyrics than Jorge and his motley crew of Casual-Tie wearing businessmen. I'm pretty sure they broke up to, which kinda sucks. I miss seeing them at the Showcase in Corona. I also miss the Showcase in Corona. Fuck balls.
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Include a link to your shit and don't be a fag, you fucking faggot. Eat a dick. Lick on these testicles. I wanna anally inseminate Miles Ellerbeck (this will probably be here a year or two before he sees it...Love you bro). Also open yourself up to constructive criticism. I'll bluntly tell you it sucks and give the world a link to see just how bad it sucks. I am mimicking the stream of conscious asshole blogger speech now. Fuck you and eat several more dicks.