Remembering Punk.

As I was coming of age, punk was all the rage. The older generation, had the Beatles,and Stones. I had Sexpistols and Ramone's Sham69 and the Clash, the Jam and the Dammed. They would strum their guitar's so fast, sing so loud, some times spitting in the crowd. The message was loud and clear, anarchy is here. It was not all so obscene, a woman called Debbie Harry , came on the scene. A woman with blond hair, and such an erotic air. I had pictures of Debbie on my wall, for her; I would have done anything , anything at all. With her band Blondie they had a good sound, turned the punk world upside down. "Atomic, "Union city blue" "Hanging on the telephone", to name a few. Her music I still hear, remembering memories dear. I know she is older today, but she sill has the erotic aura, of yesterday.