I've taken up more than a reasonable amount of space on these pages talking about the 1990s. When there weren't as many rules and guidelines about what was "good" or "punk," when bands seemed more free to explore their own sounds instead of sounding like someone else, when what and how you were (as people and as a band) sometimes mattered as much (or more) than whether or not you "rocked," and opinions about what rocked and what didn't were all over the map anyway so who cared. The further I get away from the decade, the more I appreciate it - it's not only nostalgia (though of course that is a factor) but a genuine acknowledgement of the wide swath of sounds and people who created them who all existed in the same spaces together - before social algorithms and live feeds (and blogs, of course). PUNKTURE is not one of bands that comes up when I have those reflective moments. This tape kinda sucks, and basically embodies all of the tropes and trappings that people think of when they reference shitty '90s whiny pop punk. History is hard.
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