Prologue: Turds on the Run

Howie Klein: There was this hideous interlude of corporate rock where the cool Yardbirds turned into Led Zeppelin, and suddenly there was Journey and Kansas and REO Speedwagon, just all this pure garbage.

Jello Biafra: 99.9 percent of the population listened to Elton John and Saturday Night Fever. In a way, that music was a major influence on us because we hated it so much.

Dave Dictor: I couldn’t go see Marshall Tucker one more time. Allman Brothers, Grateful Dead, The Who, Yes. That arena rock, it was just numbing. You were like an ant, with 40,000 other people, and you really felt disconnected from what was going on.

Max Volume: Journey. They were one of the worst.

James Stark: Journey, Jefferson Starship, all that kind of shit. Genesis.

Rozz Rezabek: Boston, Toto, REO Speedwagon, Air Supply. Michael Murphy’s “Wildfire.”

Jennifer Miro: I was in this horrible band in Mill Valley, and we did Doobie Brothers songs. I had to sing “China Grove.” It was the lowest point of my life.

Joe Rees: Anything disco. That type of music was part of a big corporate ripoff. It was threatening to take everyone’s mind away.

Penelope Houston: It looked like 1973. People were dressed in bell bottoms and long hair and stuff like that.

Ray Farrell: There was a radio show on KPFA called “Music From the Hearts of Space.” Really fucking aggravating.

Winston Smith: Some of the bands were washed-up ‘60s bands, who were still doing bar acts.

Dennis Kernohan: Montrose, and fuckin’ Santana, and blah blah blah, the list goes on and on.

Steve Depace: Corporate rock bands of the day like Air Supply and Journey, the Doobie Brothers, Steely Dan, Rush. These bands were technically superb. If you were a 15-year-old kid, listening to that, you were going, “How do I do that? I just wanna be in a band with my buddies and play.”

Klaus Flouride: When people say “What got you into punk?” I say, “The Eagles.” Nothing in the mainstream that was calling itself rock ‘n’ roll was really rock ‘n’ roll. It was easy-listening music at that point.

East Bay Ray: The music I really hated the most was fusion jazz.

Klaus Flouride: I hated fusion opera even worse.

East Bay Ray: I think that’s called musicals.

Klaus Flouride: I think it’s called Yes. I had a dream that I was a roadie for Asia one time. I don’t know what the hell that was about.

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