Six Punk Bands We Don't Need To Talk About Anymore
3. Green Day
Around three years ago, I went to see a therapist because I hated my job and my life. Although I would realize later that the key to staying alive is being busy and having low expectations, a conversation that occurred in therapy still bothers me to this day. Here's a rough transcript:
Drew: I'm in a punk band.
Therapist: What is punk?
Drew: It's like, loud and fast, aggressive music.
Therapist: Is Jay Z punk?
Drew: No, Jay Z is rap. Have you heard of the Ramones?
Therapist: No. Is Beyonce rap?
Drew: No. Have you heard of...uh...Nirvana? (dumbing it down, so hard)
Therapist: I don't think so. You'll have to excuse me, I graduated high school in 1977 so I don't know about things like punk.
Drew: ....Uh, OK. Have you heard of Green Day?
Therapist: Are they the ones who sing that, "Wake Me Up When September Ends" song?
Therapist: So Green Day is punk.
Drew: (Long sigh) Yes. Green Day is punk.
See also: Green Day - Barclays Center - 4/7/13
A lot of people got into punk through Rancid. Not me, though. I got into punk through formulaic grindcore, knock-off Swedish d-beat and a drunken Jewish redneck mathematician from Raleigh, North Carolina. Hard to say which is more embarrassing. The reason I got into punk rock through such an unconventional manner is because I saw the video for "Time Bomb" when I was a kid and I absolutely hated it. At my young age, the message of punk seemed all too clear: It was obviously about wearing a shitty hat and skipping around in circles. In keeping, I ignored punk for another seven years.