Clear definitions meant a lot more when I was younger. A younger Ape would say, "hey, the ain't punk!" "These bands are from New York City!" "That wasn't part of the CBGB scene!" And I wouldn't have been wrong. Bad Brains and Stimulators probably hew closer to hardcore, Television, Blondie, the Contoritions aren't your typical "three chords and a holler" types. The Real Kids (Boston), Destroy All Monsters (Detroit), and Bad Brains (D.C.) all made their names outside of NYC. The New York Dolls, Mink Deville, and Suicide were Mercer Street and Max's Kansas City players long before "Punk" was a magazine, much less a genre.
But I've grown into more of a "let people enjoy things"-type of person in my dotage. I don't have time to quibble; I just want to listen to the Dictators, the Heartbreakers, Jayne County, Suicide. If I do have a gripe, it's that a lot of these cuts are drawn from inferior live tracks; cheers to fair amount of ROIR representation, but I wanna hear the 1977 single version of "Rip Her To Shreds", not a version broadcast on TV in 2004. I suppose that's the price you pay to get that iconic Debbie Harry photo as a cover, and a collection of real solid songs from the first wave.
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