“Bryan, what are you doing?”

“Ahh…just got off work…kind of tired…”

“You’re coming out tonight.”

“no, I’m tired”

“We’re going to Bar 82, there’s 3 bands playing…one local and a couple from Europe…Netherlands, I think. You’re at Nan Shi Da, right?”


“Ok, we’re at McDonalds, it’s really close to where you are, we’ll wait for you at the main gate.”

“Ok…I’ll be out in a few.”

When I first entered China there were numerous things and phenomenon which I thought, or heard that I would see. Punk, incidently, was not one of them.

That’s right, Punk culture in Nanjing. Apparently it is quite popular.

I only spent about 15 minutes there (I’m not a punk fan, and most likely never will be…although punk in Chinese isn’t really that different from punk in English…and I understand about the same number of words), but I was pretty much speechless the whole time. Pure bewilderment….I just couldn’t wrap my head around the idea of “Punk” and “China” together, or the mosh pit, or the punk Chinese.

Maybe I was too tired.

One Response to C-Punk

  1. M says:

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