Just yesterday, around 4pm I attended an event at Lincoln High School commemerating the 40th Anniversary of MEChA. A close friend told me that they’re be some bands playing for free so I decided to show (even with my problems with Identity-Politiks groups).
Inside the auditorium there were a few speakers from two early MEChA members, Aztec dancing, Danza Folklrórico, and Mariachi. All pretty standard Latino-event-fair, but when I went outside I understand why all the young people where outside: there was a ska/punk band playing!
The crowd stood around the band, with the obligatory circle pit of dancers right in front of the band. A mixture of obvious punk kids, pyschobilly kids, metalheads, and just regular LH kids were there.
The music although not that of professional musicians, showed the energy that is found when teenagers latch onto something they can put their energy/frustration/boredom/anger into. Unfortunately I didn’t catch the name of the band since the P.A. system was much lower than the amplification of the instruments. “Tiempo de acción” was a name of one the songs that I could discern, reflecting the perpetual political content found in punk here in the Eastside. When I was a young punk a backyard hit was “Puta Jura” (roughly translates to Damn Pigs) which one can draw criticism of a certain word, it nonetheless became an anthem for those of us frustrated by being harassed by cops because of how we looked, whether punk or cholo, and how the police would always break up our backyard shows (sometimes quite violently).
Ah, it made me feel 16 again.
[If you know the name of the band say so in the comments!]