Spanish crusties are everywhere in London at the moment and they’re looking FABULOUS. At the Insect Warfare show at the Old Blue Last we had dogs on strings sitting on bar stools, ordering pints. The rest of the crowd looked like this, from late 20s 7s with Anti Cimex shirts to amazing dykes with Punisher throat tattoos.
Drive-bys are for homos. This next generation of gangs has to take it back to the glory days of rumbles and “your girl” and chains and switchblades and all that real-man shit.
