Those EINOK fests were truly something special. A gathering that I thought might take the place of a Chaos In Tejas instead served to usher in an entirely new....thing. The focus was never on the cool bands, the hyped bands or the 'big' bands - the focus was on friends and on (mostly regional) punk slammers. Freak City exploded with weirdos and I felt old, I felt out of touch, I felt fukkn alive watching these kids go absolutely mental. Small town mutants converging on a Bible Belt enclave and joining forces with other small town mutants and taking it the fuck over...there's nothing like it. This is where I first ran into the Hattiesburg punks, rolling 20 deep and serving as a self contained fun machine any time one of their bands played - and when EYE JAMMY played? Yeah, shit was real cool. EYE JAMMY was punk - like DEAD MILKMEN and BIG BOYS filtered through 2010s Midwest freak shit (think CONEHEADS, NECRO HIPPIES, LIQUIDS, et al), and shit was magical. Maybe you had to be there? I'm glad that I was.
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