Punk rock still makes a lot of sense even though this music doesn't make much sense in the context of our current lives, bruised momentarily by war, now bracing for more uncertainties as rich men do desperate things to hold onto power. Punk rock would make sense in this context, but I'm afraid that's not the Hodads.
The songs on this website were all created in the year 1998 at a time when the skyrockt growth of the economy alienated us while we were living fractured lives in the center of the Empire.
Colors will begin to change, you can count on it. Musical tastes will ebb and flow. Fashion will be creased and then increased. You can count on nothing being the same in four years.
Maybe the idea of locking yourself into the sweatbox of punk rock will return again. Maybe, at least, I can reclaim communication again, figure out that I'm not just a puppet on a string.
So, this is the raw music of the Hodads. The drummer laments much of this. The guitarist is taking a break from music. The singer thought he got all serious, when in fact he was just stuck in a nasty zone for a bit. Maybe all people who ever been Hodads are ever-waiting for the call to take up arms against a sea of bubbles.
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