Nation of Suspects
Nation of Suspects
A Birth Of A Nation... During the late turn of the century, two like-minded political and musical folks met on the campus of St. Petersburg Junior College; both shared the same jaded view of the Punk Rock scene. One had musical talent, the other merely faked it.
It was quickly decided that Jim should play guitar and Travis should utilize his vocal "talent". Jake was recruited from the same campus and introduced to the Suspects' semi-unique (to Saint Petersburg anyway) blend of Punk, Hardcore, and Oi!. This formed the backbone of the band are the only members who have stayed true over the bands' three year "career". Quickly after forming, tragedy struck.
The Suspects realized: (1) They lacked the talent to play death metal. (2) the Metal scene takes itself too seriously. (3) Since Desperate Cry split, the scene really sucks. With St.
Pete's Punk scene needing a serious kick in the ass, after being abandoned by The Scams and the Amputtees, Nation of Suspects felt up to the challenge. Rhythm guitars and bassists came and went. In total blood and tears of people oiled the gears of the Nation Suspects war-machine. Refusing to compromise on talent was one of Nation Of Suspects' major values, leading to the only motto that has stuck with the band - Bassist wanted.
A reputation for fun live shows followed shortly after their third outing. Broken legs, bloody noses, and smashed flower poets, along with mass consumption of beer (Milwaulkees' Best, and Red Dog being the favorites) were all important parts of the live show. It seemed the fury of the SYC could not be contained. Chaos led to an impromptu banning from the art fag coffeeshop "the Realm" and alcohol use led to a banning from the excellent record shop "Sound Idea".
A bit of advice from that show, if your girlfriend takes a shit in an apartment laundry room - dump her. Fed up with the void of logical political thought, and overabundance of Socialist oppressors and Anarchist sheep, they took an outwardly patriotic and right-wing stance. Looking to anger more than form political manifestos, the band penned such timeless classics as "Liberals Can Die" and "America: 2, Iraq: 0". With their hated ideaology, and Travis' reputation as a dick / scumbag / asshole extraordanaire (sexist could be added as well) it is surprising they have a fanbase at all, but the fans who have been there since the refuge and the realm are diehards.
In the ending, fuck you Commies. We have nothing better to do than crush the Left-wing (PC) bullshit beliefs that have been infecting this country since the shortsighted 60s radicals came to power and highjacked this great nation. Have pride in your country and your scene. Hail victory! The Saint Pete kids, Punks and Skins both, have alot of reasons to hold their heads up high for their scene.
The sooner they realize it, and quit their petty highschool bullshit, the better. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply..
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