Name of subculture: razark

Music: Whatever I feel like listening to. Ranging from classical to modern, with a little bit of just about everything thrown in.

Looks (males): Whatever. T-shirt and jeans or shorts, depending on the weather. Casual clothes for work. Ties are out. Hair, long. (Not to make a statement, just because I don't like going for a haircut.)

Looks (females): Not applicable.

Behaviour: Whatever I deem appropriate for the situation.

Composition: A subculture of one.

I've never really been a member of any subculture. Never really felt the need to define myself as a member of a group. I am simply myself, and I don't see any need to change what I am just to fit in with any particular group. If you accept me as I am, than you accept me. If you don't accept me, then I probably would not fit with your group anyway.

my boring story:

it all started with the music...

After getting my first rock tapes from my older cousin with stuff like Motörhead and Maiden, I was addicted: needed more and more of this crazy rock thing. I was about 12/13 then.

At the age of about 14 I became a Psychobilly. It was really an 80's thing, mostly in Germany, GB and the Netherlands. The music being a mixture of rockabilly and punk. Check out The Meteors, as they were the first band who played this stuff, to get an impression of the music. The dress code was somehow between rude boy/skin, ted, rockabilly and punk. It was a subculture with everything that the term includes: unique music, concerts, clothing and not to forget gang violence. The people who hated us most were the teds (teddyboys), not too few were still running around at this time. They despised us for having stolen their music and dress code and having it turned upside down, lol. As we never were too many, in comparision to other youth subcultures we had no other chance than to stand and fight together as one - man, this really sounds pathetic in the retrospective, but I'm just telling you how it was.
Other groups where we used to get into fights with were immigrant gangs, metal guys - though we had metalheads running with us- and of couse the usual struggle with the law... It was non-political in the true meaning: it was only about music and having fun. There were italians, french, even an iranian girl and a long-haired neonazi were among the gang I was associated with, politics really never played a big role.
Over the time, this whole stuff became one-dimensional, boring and ****ty. Too many idiots and right-wing arseholes came into the scene, just having a flattop (our haircut), knowing nothing about the music. Oh yes, not to forget the inner-subcult fight: people who believed only the traditional psycho style was the true one and people who listened to the more punkish style, expressed by bands like Demented Are Go, Klingonz, King Kurt were enemies. :nope: When you had a dyed flat or - heaven forbid- a coloured flat, you could get in trouble with your "own" people.
At about the age of 17/18 I seperated more and more from these people and then I turned to the wonderfull world of Punkrock, a music which I had listened to a little bit for the whole time.

End of part one...
feel free to ask questions about, if someone is interested I'll continue with the next 20 years...