Did I mention that I used to love the Dead Milkmen? They were one of my favorite bands in high school. That was honestly about as “punk rock” as I got until I went to college. Sure, there was the occasional mix tape from Alex Eiserloh with a couple of songs by Black Flag or the Dead Kennedys, but I was not very cool in high school. At least not what I would consider cool now. I was in high school from 1985 to 1989, which was a pretty fucking ripe time period for American indie/punk, but I missed it all because I was so focused on my Beatles and my Smiths. And my Dead Milkmen.

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