I recently sent the following picture to Kyle and Doug Welch as well as Mark 9:

You read that right. The name of this band we met in Salem, Massachusetts during Uncon 2016 is:

Scrummy the Dirtbag

& his shitty kids

Now.

Turns out that the lead man “Scrummy” is an economist by day. Kiel Grove and Meaghan Casey — the special guests — couldn’t make it. And their original name is so crass that I won’t write it here, but suffice to say they thought it “went too far” so they opted for Scrummy.

They were handing out flyers at Bit Bar (Salem’s alt version of Barcade) and were playing that night at Koto the Suishi Bar.

“What kind of music do you play?” I asked.

“Punk Folk,” Scrummy the Dirtbag Economist said.

I immediately texted Kyle, Doug, and Mark because we had a #bandnames game that started in like 2008 at a poker table, a game I’ve run into the ground by taking it to Twitter and now text.

But Kyle’s main concern was Punk Folk. And I quote:

I’m trying to plot an emotional Venn diagram where punk and folk coincide. The only point of connection I can imagine is “anger with father.” What are the others I’m missing?

This was my best answer to the question of the punk folk emotional spectrum:

If you have a better explanation for this genre, I’m all ears.