I was struck by the resemblance of this picture of the band (Johnny Luke, Michael Killian, Andrew Greene) as compared to when I was a teenager. I grew up in an affluent suburb of Detroit. Most had all they could ever want but we chose to spend our summers hanging out in a parking lot listening to or talking about music. Some made music. Some, like me, dreamed of it and went on to do it later. Some nights we’d pile in vans, go downtown & see punk shows or dance in underground clubs with our fake IDs. And some nights we were happy to just hang out in the lot listening to The Ramones drinking booze we stole from our parents. If I vowed then to never grow up I’ve done a very nice job.
