I have a punk story. When I was a wee silverback in Tempe AZ the early 80's, I would mow random lawns to make extra cash. One of the lawns I mowed numerous times was for the Meat Puppets --because what self-respecting punk band mows their own lawn, amirite? I wasn't into punk because I was like, maybe 13 or 14 years old at the time but, I vividly remember how weirdly cool (and a little scary) I thought they were. I especially remember how they had assorted babydoll parts glued to their living room ceiling. That was some bizarre shit to a young me.