Sometimes the video evidence of the Google videos are beautiful surprises.
Today, as I opened the small page dedicated to them to see if there were any other good video to add to channel bin, I found a clip in full view of a group that I almost forgot: The Rancid. For those who had spent
punkettari this is a name that will never come back again. For others (ely true?) raise the usual questions.
I remember literally consumed "And out come the wolves" when it came out in '95, and I remember with even more enthusiasm for their concert at the legendary Palladium Garbatella in Rome, where I struggle to satisfy the pogate of Ignaki, and where they performed as opening the damper, meteor of great music of the punk scene in Rome. He was 96.
Obviously we are not talking about the true Punk, what is universally known as the intellectual work of Joe Strummer of the Clash, the Sex Pistols or the Ramones.
We speak rather of the best punk wave that there was in the early '90s, which produced about things worthy of note as the Bad Religion or Rancid, The Misfits or NOFX, or Italy in the CCCP and ended, at least for me, with the arrival of Greenday (how sad ...).
Rancid expressed a mixture of Punk and Ska, of excellent workmanship, driven by power unobtainable in any of the poor training of "new punk" that millions of kids are raving today.
As if to "punk" meant to dye their hair or cotonarseli the oddest possible fashion, make-up lips and declare war on the "Emo". It serves the music first of all, ideas, and be able to put two notes one after another. But that the Clash c'avevano miss the ridge!
place a couple of videos for those who remember them, can raise memories.
Today, as I opened the small page dedicated to them to see if there were any other good video to add to channel bin, I found a clip in full view of a group that I almost forgot: The Rancid. For those who had spent
punkettari this is a name that will never come back again. For others (ely true?) raise the usual questions.
I remember literally consumed "And out come the wolves" when it came out in '95, and I remember with even more enthusiasm for their concert at the legendary Palladium Garbatella in Rome, where I struggle to satisfy the pogate of Ignaki, and where they performed as opening the damper, meteor of great music of the punk scene in Rome. He was 96.
Obviously we are not talking about the true Punk, what is universally known as the intellectual work of Joe Strummer of the Clash, the Sex Pistols or the Ramones.
We speak rather of the best punk wave that there was in the early '90s, which produced about things worthy of note as the Bad Religion or Rancid, The Misfits or NOFX, or Italy in the CCCP and ended, at least for me, with the arrival of Greenday (how sad ...).
Rancid expressed a mixture of Punk and Ska, of excellent workmanship, driven by power unobtainable in any of the poor training of "new punk" that millions of kids are raving today.
As if to "punk" meant to dye their hair or cotonarseli the oddest possible fashion, make-up lips and declare war on the "Emo". It serves the music first of all, ideas, and be able to put two notes one after another. But that the Clash c'avevano miss the ridge!
place a couple of videos for those who remember them, can raise memories.
Rancid "Ruby Soho"
Rancid: Time Bomb
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