
We are rats running rabid through the stinking guts of London …
Sick of the fractured ‘scene’ of squatters in London, sick of faux-punk venues and the fashionable veneer of rebellion, sick of the apathy and passivity, sick of housing where everyone is locked in their own rooms, their own lives, their existence atomised, stinking of fried chicken and choking on the bones of what once was, we came together to act …
We are a collective of those in active rebellion.
Warsaw. Barcelona. Roma. Thessaloniki. London. All over we meet in joint attack.
We organised on the beaches of London for the TRESPASS gig – selling propaganda to fashion-punx and tourists about the trial of the Warsaw 3, dropping banners and smoke-flares whilst the crowd rioted amongst itself, spitting in our faces and rejecting all politics. Continue reading “Warsaw. Barcelona. Roma. Thessaloniki. London.. we meet in joint attack.”
