Evening punks, Trojans and clergymen. This is the page where I get to brag and boast and generally slap meself on the back for being such a jolly nice kind punk! This is the part of the site where I get to blow my own trumpet. My name's Peter Don't Care. I'm the punk who has written (yeah the grammars still bad), designed and pilfered everything on this web site (with the odd exception of course). So I take full responsibility for any bands who make it big or split up coz of what's been done herein. Bigheaded ain't I? And don't forget any misgivings, threats, idolatry, bribes, giro's, filthy lucre etc. I'm the one to see OK. In case you never guessed I'm a punk from sunny, mesmerisingly violent and mind numbingly dull Wolverhampton. Which is a city (wow wee!!!) situated with the worse view from a train window in Britain (see Wulfrunia for the real depravity). I've been based here most of my natural but I spent time in Watton DC, Jersey and Portland, Oregon, USA. I've been in various punk bands from the early 80's to late 90's. Including such household names as The Stench (currently imortalised in a brief section of the UK punk book Burning Britain and awaiting the January 2008 release of their debut album 'Cult Status' on vinyl), Anti-christ, Socially Nasty and lastly Torcha Shed who finally made their vinyl debut in 2003...posthumously). None of these bands got much exposure! But we were real. Un-like so many disillusioned (snigger) veteran punks, I didn't lapse into a surburban coma when punk faded but turned my song writing hand to writing a fanzine in 1996. I christened this tatty blood splattered ransom note The Suffragette. That became extinct like my stage career in 1999. The zine reached issue #11 before being prematurely silenced in January 2000. Which left me with one alternative the internet. So here I am on the net. This is my third squat with the previous Homestead and Tripod slumlords kicking me out unceremoniously. Nihilism On The Prowl! came second in a recent Punk website top ten by those in the know. I ain't after your sympathy, or your money (although the later would be preferred). No, I leave all that to pop punkers, crusty paraffin's or the punk elite! I'm just here to add a bit of panache, a wagon load of attitude and a dose of reality, with some fucking honest but brutal views on punk. Errr that's about it for the time being. So if you want more from the Don't Care universe check out the links on your right of this page most of which are working if not they will be shortly. When I can think of any other lies, deceit and subterfuge to confound you with I will...so till then..over and out!
YOURS SADISTICALLY
PETER DON'T CARE pdontcare77@hotmail |
