Punk's not dead; it's just looking for a way to smoke cigarettes in an iron lung. Legendary Canadian hardcore punk group D.O.A. are on a farewell tour. After 32 years, the group is calling it quits. As the old punk adage goes, when you've made more albums in a career than the number of beers you can drink in a night, it's time to hang up the hair gel.
With 18 full-length records, a live album, 21 seven-inches, countless compilations and even a book, Joey "Shithead" Keithley and friends are done with a career that helped birth a genre and pave the way for punk to get harder, faster and finally not care about fashion. Listening to D.O.A. never gets old, because the music pretty much stayed the same from day one: power chords and simple rhymes, a circle pit in 4/4 time.
Today's punk, if you can find it, compares to D.O.A. like a Shih Tzu to a Doberman. If you think you're into punk and your favorite band is New Found Glory or Blink 182, go see D.O.A. at the Phoenix. Don't wear Converse. Wear boots. And for fuck's sake, turn your cell phone off.