Human Punk - John King
Written in three stages of working class Joe Martin's life, first part happened in the year 1977, the definitive Punk era of the Clash, Ramones, Sex Pistols, Sham 69 and the likes.
Growing up in a sleepy town in the UK countryside called the sloughs, with fellow mates Smiles, Chris and Dave, they went on with their life, listening to punk bands, going to pubs that plays reggae music, disco girls, being beaten up, beating poofs ( a term for homo's ).
Life is sweet for Joe Martin, he's got the best mates, a summer job picking cherries with the gypsies until one nasty event when he and his best mate Smiles was beaten up and thrown at the grand union canal.
Fast forward to 1988, Joe Martin is now working at a pub in Hongkong away from the memories of home until a news from home forces him to make the long journey across central asia, moscow and London aboard the Trans Siberian Express, as he prepares himself in coming to terms with a tragedy.
Last part is the present day, year 2000, Joe Martin is working as a DJ, selling fight and concert tickets, life is sweet again until a face from the past made him re deal with the fallout of the year 1977.
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i really loved the 1977 part, it clearly defines the punk era of that time, when people talk about "PUNK" i only seem to recognize that movement in the 70's clearly no other punk bands had succeeded to even come close as the ones in those years...there's a lot of reference to the importance of bands like The Clash, The Sex Pistols and The Jam is mentioned over and over again throughout the story. Joe sums it up best by saying,
“Some people get their ideas from books, but for us lot the likes of Rotten, Strummer, Pursey and Weller were the best writers, producing the sort of literature that dealt with our lives. They didn’t need to fake anything, do any research, just wrote what was already festering inside them and connected with millions of other people who felt the same way.”
“Human Punk” also has the requisite drinking, fighting, fucking, humor and social commentary that makes this one a juicy read.
After reading this feel free to refer to those who pissed you off as "cunT" ( with capital T )
Growing up in a sleepy town in the UK countryside called the sloughs, with fellow mates Smiles, Chris and Dave, they went on with their life, listening to punk bands, going to pubs that plays reggae music, disco girls, being beaten up, beating poofs ( a term for homo's ).
Life is sweet for Joe Martin, he's got the best mates, a summer job picking cherries with the gypsies until one nasty event when he and his best mate Smiles was beaten up and thrown at the grand union canal.
Fast forward to 1988, Joe Martin is now working at a pub in Hongkong away from the memories of home until a news from home forces him to make the long journey across central asia, moscow and London aboard the Trans Siberian Express, as he prepares himself in coming to terms with a tragedy.
Last part is the present day, year 2000, Joe Martin is working as a DJ, selling fight and concert tickets, life is sweet again until a face from the past made him re deal with the fallout of the year 1977.
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i really loved the 1977 part, it clearly defines the punk era of that time, when people talk about "PUNK" i only seem to recognize that movement in the 70's clearly no other punk bands had succeeded to even come close as the ones in those years...there's a lot of reference to the importance of bands like The Clash, The Sex Pistols and The Jam is mentioned over and over again throughout the story. Joe sums it up best by saying,
“Some people get their ideas from books, but for us lot the likes of Rotten, Strummer, Pursey and Weller were the best writers, producing the sort of literature that dealt with our lives. They didn’t need to fake anything, do any research, just wrote what was already festering inside them and connected with millions of other people who felt the same way.”
“Human Punk” also has the requisite drinking, fighting, fucking, humor and social commentary that makes this one a juicy read.
After reading this feel free to refer to those who pissed you off as "cunT" ( with capital T )
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