There was a time, but a decade ago, when there were roving groups of "rude boys" running the Houston streets. They wore things like creepers, wingtips, high-water slacks and pork-pie hats. They "skanked" in moshpits and drank Red Stripes.
They co-existed with the punks and the non-racist skins in harmony (somewhat). Drinking always played a big part in scuffles. The skins had more in common with the rude boys, tracing their true lineage back to the youth cult in England in the late '60s. Mo
Photos (except where specified) by Adam P. NewtonHipster... or hippie?
Let's get the obligatory Summer Fest comments, critiques and criticisms out of the way first: yes, it was hot; yes, unfortunately, there was limited water available; and yes, there was a glaring lack of box-office infrastructure Saturday. Did you really expect anything different from a first-time festival being held in August in Houston? To dismiss this past weekend's overarching success based on such situational happensta