Salad Days

Nothing marks the beginning of summer better than Minor Threat's Complete Discography on a warm and sunny day. It reminds me of driving to Short Vine in a metallic gold 1986 Honda Prelude, windows down, wearing Chuck Taylor All-Stars with my bare toes peaking out between the rubber toe cap and faded black canvas--I probably had my skateboard in the trunk and was wearing a maroon beanie despite Cincinnati's sweltering smog, prepared for some underage consumption of a terribly cheap 40-oz and circle-pitting to lots of music at the basement of one of a few local punk houses
Link: Minor Threat