The following is the conclusion of a two-part guest post by Scott Nadeau of theDarkWaterPress. Part I: Of Urban Builders and Rural Hunters recounts Scott’s childhood in a suburb of Las Vegas, Nevada, and is built on the underlying theme of the summer monsoon. If part one was a retrospective, then part two is heavily introspective in nature. *
Oh, and the suggested soundtrack to this post? How about “Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)” by Green Day, or possibly Linkin Park’s “What I’ve Done” (a particularly good fit, in my opinion). I’m sure Mr. DarkWater will loathe at least one of these selections. I’ll let that be his problem.
After a number of years in this neighborhood, another relocation was made. Back to Henderson proper, but into a newer development. These were my High School years and my interests began to change again. My high school friends and I discovered punk music and we soon formed our own punk band. My time as a desert explorer had passed, as had my time as an urban builder. Quite possibly, it might be imagined, that it was these two former occupations of mine that in some ways lead me to the punk rock subculture.
With more mobility and a new host of friends and acquaintances from bands in other parts of the city, I was now part of a network of individuals that was both attempting to build a type of culture, as well as destroy, or at least subvert a culture that we were dissatisfied and bored with. This was a process of exploration and it often led us to remote locations in the surrounding deserts of Las Vegas where loosely organized outdoor punk shows could take place with little possibility of interruption from civilizations various forms of authorities. We would gather in large caves, or simply off of remote desert trails with band equipment and generators. We created our own music, our own form of expression, in a place that through a process of exploration, for the time being, belonged solely to us. We successfully built a habitation that offered us freedom according to our terms, rather than a prescribed freedom provided by unknown officials.