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I've had this lo rolling around in my head for a little while now, and this morning it just fell into place. Most time consuming bit was attaching all those damn eyelets through the ribbon, but I think the result was totally worth it. <br><br> Journalling is under the two photos on the right and reads: Like most kids growing up, I didn’t know who I really was. Living in a country town my access to music was limited to the Saturday morning music program and Rage on tv, or the two local radio stations we could get. I really only knew top 40 music or my parent’s record collection. My look, my life, and my aspirations were defined by a mix of The Beatles, Wings, Elvis, Neil Diamond, and the biggest hits of the 1980’s. <br>When I moved to Melbourne my music tastes were defined by the friends I made. I discovered mainstream alternative, industrial, and death metal. My look changed from clean cut and colourful to wearing nothing but black. It not only fitted in with the music I listened to, but reflected the way I felt. I was a little fish swimming in a very big sea: the university I attended had a student body three times the population of my home town. There was something very appealing about the grating, raw sound of this music that so perfectly matched my sense of not quite fitting in.<br>Then, all on my own, I discovered punk. I wasn’t led to it by my friends, or spoon fed by the radio. At first all the fast music sounded the same to my untrained ears, the lyrics rattled off at lightning speed making them impossible to decipher. But soon I began to discern differences, and the lyrics touched a chord in my soul. <br>At first I was skeptical, believing punk to only be tough guys with piercings and studded clothes, mohawks and tattoos and doc martens. But I have found all types of people are punk; nice guys and bad boys, high school dropouts and people with doctorates. Punk is not just about the music or the look. It is about being true to yourself and not accepting second best. It is about asking others to think for themselves rather than blindly follow what they are told. It is about self-discovery and honesty.<br>The more time I spend in this punk world, the more I realise that this is where I belong. Each of my other musical experiences has been a costume I tried on, like Cinderella looking for her glass slipper. I belong here. I AM punk. <br><br>TFL!
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