I just moved to Brisbane, Australia a month ago and I feel like the only one here! I just have to vent about it because there are no punks here black or any other race! There are some white skater goths but they are very territorial and can be racists. Lonely... I am so lonely... I don't know anyone here, have tried to make friends with no avail... sigh* This is terrible. Can someone come visit me?!
Why'd you move to Australia? There's got to be something worth celebrating and gettin' down with, right? Get out there! Make it happen. :)
If you're in school try joining some clubs? I know how much it sucks to go to a new place and feel completely alone. Try to be patient, things will get better with time. :)
Yeah I'm interested in knowing why you went to Brisbane too. How's the life down there?
Racists are everywhere! Come and save me. I came here to study Global Media. I am required to study internationally so last year I studied in London, this year I am in Brisbane. I would give anything to be anywhere but here. There are no shows, no clothing stores, and I almost got arrested for beating the shit out of man who was pulling my hair. So what, I have a purple fro, get over it! And people back home in the states think its bad to be the only black person at a show, try being the only black person in a lecture hall of over 1,000 people!!! Teachers keep calling me out... 'could you give us the black perspective?' NO! I do not represent every black person in the world! Jeez. But luckily I bought myself a new electric strat. I am revin' it up here. Maybe if you listen closely you will hear my rift on the other side of the world...if only!
Why don't you kick it with the aboriginal people or some of the Pacific Islander people there?
There are alienated people everywhere with purple fro's and every variation, too. Instead of trying to find only punks, you might find kindred spirits in some other scene. Get political. Go volunteer somewhere. We punk types are very much the product of a society that rejects misfits, but we're also impose self-exile. We don't like to "join" as much as we enjoy being with our "own kind" (whatever that is, exactly). Perhaps, you need to pull yourself up by your Doc Marten boot straps and "join". It'll sting a lil' bit, but it won't kill ya. ;-)