Two Purple Lights
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On This Day In 1989...
September 1st, 1989
David Fletcher's life changed forever.
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Monday, August 22, 2016
Tattoo
I leaned over as I outlined the words “TERROR CREW EST 1987”
in Old English across the back of one of our boys with my tattoo gun.
“Try to hold still ya big baby.” I said “It’s gonna hurt a
lot more if I have to razor blade out any mistakes I make cuz you’re moving
around.”
“Razor blade them out??”
He asked
“You think I’m gonna leave a fucked up tattoo on
someone? I have a reputation to uphold
as an artist and perfectionist.” I answered
“Hey Diane?” Jason asked
“What’s up kiddo?”
“Listen, I want you to know that I really appreciate you
giving me a chance to prove to you that I belong in the crew.” He said
“Look man, you get out of it what you put into it. This shit isn’t just all fighting and warring
with Nazis.” I said “We’re a family. We
look out for each other through good and bad.
If you can hang with that, you can hang with us.”
“Totally.” He said
“Totally.” He said
“But if you’re just here to fight your buddy Rusty or
exercise whatever mommy issues you have on my girls, then you’re definitely in
the wrong place.”
“No, no, not at all.
I really need to fit in somewhere other than being another dumb punker
getting drunk under the L tracks.” Jason said
“So uh, you gonna try to fit in my girl Sara?” I asked with
a smirk
“Hey, can you try to watch what you’re doing?” my canvas
asked
“You just shut up, OK? I’m a fucking professional!” I snapped
“But I just…” He started to argue
“A FUCKING PROFESSIONAL!” I yelled “Now you wanted this to
say Big Dicks All Day, right?”
“WHAT?”
“Kidding!” I replied
“But I did spell TERROR
wrong.” I joked
“HOW?”
“I accidentally spelled it D-O-N-G-S.”
“Fuck you Diane!”
“
Only in your imagination, love.” I answered “Seriously,
Jason – are you gonna try to fuck Sara?”
“Uh, I don’t know.”
“Mmhmm. Likely.”
“Aye, that Sara chick’s a mean mean little girl.” The canvas
said “I tried to fuck her a while back and she punched me in the balls.”
“That’s because I told her that you like being punched in
the balls.” I answered
“You’re kidding.”
“No. This time I’m
serious.” I said. I was serious. These guys were constantly trying to fuck my
girls and I wanted it to be clear that they needed to stay on point and not
fuck them over.
“So when can I get a Terror tattoo?” Jason asked
“When you’re off probation and initiated.” I answered
“Initiated?”
“Haha, yeah initiated.” Billy Club laughed as he walked over
“You have to fuck a Nazi byrd.”
“What did I tell you about that, Billy?” I asked “Don’t
listen to him. He pulled that shit with
Denny and I had to beat down a Nazi byrd right here in the kitchen.”
“Jesus Christ.” Jason said
“Seriously though, once you prove yourself and your loyalty,
I’ll tattoo you.”
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Sunday, August 7, 2016
Late Night Phone Call
Later in the evening after I got
back home, I got a phone call from Jenny. I had the phone next to me so could
grab it before either of my parents would wake up.
“Hey sweetie, how are you?” Jenny
said.
“I’m ok. I was just reading Catcher In The Rye for my English class.
Listening to Joy Division.” I said.
“Gawd that so bleak. JD Salinger
and Joy Division.” Jenny said.
“What’s wrong with that?” I said.
“I think all that black you wear is
turning you into a goth.” She laughed.
“Maybe I’ll dye my hair black and
paint my nails.” I said.
“That might be kind of hot.” She
said.
“Think so?” I said more interested.
“Uh huh. David, I’m so fucking
horny right now.” Jenny said.
“You are? We can’t exactly meet up
at the moment. It’s after eleven.” I said.
"Well…”
“Well what?” I asked.
“There’s something I read once in
Cosmo. Are your parents asleep?” She asked.
“Yeah. What are you implying?”
“We could have phone sex.” She said
giggling.
“Say what?” I said.
“You know, it kind of goes like
this. I’m lying on my bed right now. I’m only in my underwear.” She said.
“Whoa.”
“Thought you’d like that. Where are
you?” She asked.
“I’m…a, sitting by my desk in my
bedroom reading.” I said.
“I’m rubbing myself just thinking
of you.”
“Oh shit.” I said.
“I want you to rub yourself at the
same time.” She said in almost a whisper.
“Done!” I said reaching inside my
pajama bottoms.
“Oh, babe. I can’t wait for
Saturday. Oh, oh.” She said moaning.
“This is awesome.” I said.
“Are you holding it?” She asked.
“Uh-huh.”
“What are you thinking about?” She asked.
“You, in your underwear…rubbing
yourself.” I said.
“Yeah… I’m close. Are you close?”
She asked.
“So close.”
“D-a-v-i-d, I…”
“J-e-n-n-y!”
“Whoa! That was great.” She said.
“Yeah. Oh shit, expect for one thing.”
I said.
“What’s that?”
“I just fired all over Catcher In The Rye.” I said.
“That’s funny.” She laughed.
“I hope the pages don’t stick
together.”
“Love you. Goodnight.” She said.
“Love you too. Goodnight.”
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Tuesday, August 2, 2016
Tell Me More
During that week, David popped into Trax. He had just
encountered his friend Rusty near the store. He hadn’t seen him in awhile since
he joined CLAS. He was very confused and needed to talk. I went on a dinner
break and took him along to the McDonalds down the street.
“David, Terri is manipulating little fuck. You’re better off
keeping your distance with Rusty as long as he’s got his head up his ass.” I
said.
“Everything’s so fucked up right now. Rusty and Jason hate
each other, Jenny, school. It’s all a bit much.” David said.
“You’re sixteen! If you think that’s bad, wait until you
find out you’re short on rent money! I said.
“Well, sorry Violet. I’m not used to this. My whole life has
changed in the last couple months. Some for the better and some for the worse.”
David said.
“You want some grown up advice from Queen Bitch here? Then
here’s the rundown. Stay away from Rusty. He’s a Nazi. Tell Jason to grow his
hair back and stop letting Diane and baldies buffalo him into their cause. Dump
Jenny and maybe hook up with someone you can really fall in love with.” I said.
“Darren tells me to dump Jenny all the time. He hates her.”
David said.
“Because she’s a stupid poser. Her and her dumb fuck
friends!” I said.
“I met this girl named Norah at Dark Wave today. Well, I met
her before at Labyrinth, but now officially. She seemed pretty cool.” David
said.
“Oh yeah? Tell me more.” I said interested.
“I dunno. I mean I might actually get to have sex with Jenny
this weekend.” David whined.
“Ok, possibilities. Now what about this Norah chick?” I
said.
“Well, she came up to me with her step brother who was
checking out Darren. She told me that red was kind of a sexy color.” He said.
“Red is hot. Continue.” I said.
“And she noticed a purple shirt that I was trying on and
said that was a sexy color…too.” He said smiling.
“Sounds like a done deal. You’re gonna be balls deep in her
in no time.” I said bluntly.
“Violet…” He said blushing.
“Aw, are you blushing? Am I getting David embarrassed
talking about his new girlfriend who wants his peen?” I teased.
“Stop it. She’s not my girlfriend…”
“Yet” We both said then laughed.
“I’m just looking out for you David. I care about you.” I
said.
“Thanks, Violet.” He said.
“No problem.” I said while finishing my Coke.
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