It’s June 20th, 1982. My third year of college is finished. My parents are off on another backpacking travel adventure to some remote place in Alaska with my little sister. I have the house to myself for the better part of the summer. So why not take advantage of this! Simply invite all my Cal Poly friends to stay at the house. See The Clash and The English Beat play at The Santa Barbara County Bowl and go off like a Brixton riot. The album really is a far cry from the musical, lyrical and political genius of the previous Clash album “Sandinista”. “Combat Rock” still has it share memorable songs, but it’s the lingering memories that are best part, hanging out with friends and enjoying the music together.
“The show was awesome. Joe Strummer sporting a Mohawk crowed and stalked a stage overhung with camouflage netting; girls in miniskirts with hard black leather jackets, short-haired boys in monogrammed 4H jackets, all skanking like Brixtoners. Maybe it was the end of hippiedom, but it was a liberating end.”
The future is unwritten – know your rights – David