Seeing a few young punk rock bands last weekend reminded me how much I love rock 'n' roll.
A lot.
My life would have been so Albertan without its noisy anti-authouritarian presence.
Then again I would still have Johnny Cash, Jerry Lee Lewis and Anne Murray.
And an 8-track in the Cadillac (the one with whips, furs and cold beer in the back).
Motherfuckers.
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