I would rather watch punk rock die than be kept alive by corporate sponsors. Front Magazine and Monster need to get the fuck out.
Get high and buy my shit.
I hate Portsmouth.
I hate keyboard warriors who preach about the state of the local music scene, yet never bother to go to shows unless their mate is playing.
I hate people who won’t open up their minds to new bands, or even bands outside their own city.
I hate people.
Use it or lose it, FFS.
Unlucky Portsmouth, but unfortunately this isn’t just in Portsmouth. Knees played a gig last night to 10 people in Leicester. No petrol money either. What are promoters doing these days?