I have a confession to make. I attended my first ever….and I mean first ever…..punk rock concert on Sunday night. How crazy is that?! While punk rock was exploding both here and across the pond, I was busy raising my son and wasn’t deep into the scene. By the time I moved to Toronto it was beginning to fade although Chris was still photographing The Battered Wives and Teenage Head. I was busy hitting the clubs and listening to Rhinegold, Cinema Face, The Imps, The Kings, The Lincolns, etc. Larger concerts were Queen, Sparks, Santana, The Cars, Long John Baldry, Savoy Brown, Spirit…..you get my drift. The punk scene, for me, was book-ended by life….as a very young mom and Chris. Pretty good bookends actually.