Punk had picked the locks, sluiced out into the grid.

Garth Risk Hallberg
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Edward Abbe, the author of the article, is talking about punk music, which is a style of rock music that came out in the 1970s. This style of music has a lot of attitude, and is often described as aggressive. It’s also famous for being disorganized, with parts that are randomly placed. Slo-mo punk was more radically slowed down compared to normal punk.

The scene was all over the place, often dispersing into different groups of people who did not go together. Punk was meant to be an anti-establishment movement, which means it was supposed to be anti-music industry. As Abbe puts it “punk had picked the locks, sluiced out into the grid.”

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