Polkacide is twenty years old! And we’re celebrating with our Big XX! Can it be 20 years ago that we came into being? Out of a deep seated human need to abandon one’s troubles to loud music, wild dancing and copious amounts of good beer, a band was born, and that band was Polkacide.
Polkacide. 20 years. 20 million beers. Wow.
There are some things that should always exist. Often we take those things for granted and only later do we realize how foolish we were. I’ve polka-ed til I puked dozens of times over the last bakers dozen of years since I stumbled onto San Francisco’s (and America’s) greatest punk-polka band. I hope to stumble about dazed and bruised to the (not-so-dulcet) strains of this unique Frisco ensemble well into my 80’s. I hope I am that lucky. I hope that you are too. In the meantime, do not miss their astonishing 20th anniversary bash at the best dive in town, The Bottom of The Hill this Saturday night. Before walking in to the Bottom (or on your way stumbling out) don’t forget to rub the nose – for luck – of one of the three giant Polkacide mascots, The Doggie Diner Dog Heads parked out front. Oh, and my little old Czech mom loves Polkacide too!