I know I shouldn’t be so star struck, especially being from Los Angeles, but I got giddy when I heard that Daniel Dae Kim was on the other side of the wall at the Kabuki.
This is a complete 180 from the night before when I hung out for quite a while with the drummer from my all-time-favorite-band. We reminisced about Jabberjaw (r.i.p.), Kim McGee Kinko’s parties, and fangirl fuckups. As he tossed out suggestions for emcee material (“My last name is “The Cradle…” and “Enough about me, what do YOU think about me?”) I felt like he was an old friend, not a rock star celebrity, and that’s what punk used to be all about: breaking down those divisions.
But although I was introducing peers, this was a chance to publicly say thank you for providing me with those precious rock and roll moments: for that feeling that we in that room can take on anything, that change is possible, and that love for all people can exist when we’re dancing to the same beat.
And like a baton passing, FMTM embodied that Jawbreaker spirit and pushed it one step further: out to the streets and into political action.
"FMTM is made of movement makers and musicians. They put the soul back into the struggle and make us dance with raised fist. They ARE my soundtrack to the revolution."
--intro at Directions in Sound
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