BREAKING: Oscars to Add Local Scene to In Memoriam Reel

LOS ANGELES — The Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences announced that the recently dead Austin, Texas hardcore scene will be included as part of the In Memoriam reel during tonight’s 92nd Academy Awards show, sources report.

“I’m not really sure why they needed to rub it in with a thing at the Oscars but hey, a shoutout’s a shoutout, I guess,” said former frontman Johnny Nielsen. “I just hope we’re wedged behind like, Peter Fonda or someone awesome and not some lameass story editor no one’s ever heard of.”

Austin is just the latest scene to die within the last five years and joins New York, Boston, Chicago, Los Angeles, and San Francisco.

This is a breaking news story. More updates to follow.

Article by Ashley Naftule @Emperor_norton and The Hard Times Staff.

Ricky Gervais Stands Outside Oscars Roasting Celebs, Passing Vehicles

HOLLYWOOD, Calif. — Comedian Ricky Gervais stood outside of the Dolby Theater earlier today, hurling insults at passing cars as well as attendees of the 92nd Academy Awards ceremony as they walked the red carpet, reported flummoxed celebrities and theater staff.

“It felt very personal,” said two-time Oscar winner Tom Hanks. “I walked over to say hi, and he yells, ‘Oh, look, it’s Tom Hanks — only in Hollywood will they nominate you for an award for pretending to be a nice person.’ I am a nice person. I’m Tom fucking Hanks.”

“He told me I’ll get nominated next year for ‘best outraged performance during crowd cutaways in a Ricky Gervais monologue,’” Hanks added. “Then he called me a cunt.”

Hanks wasn’t the only star finding themselves in Gervais’ crosshairs.

“That pasty son of a bitch was really pushing my buttons,” said Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson. “I was on the red carpet and I heard him say, ‘There’s a man so grateful for his success, always thanking his millions of fans around the world. You know who he’ll never thank? The academy.’ Come say that to my face and see what happens, dough boy.”

Security staff responded quickly to the commotion and swiftly removed the controversial Golden Globe host from the premises.

“I personally escorted Mr. Gervais off the premises several times during the festivities,” said head of security Darryl Scurtzbaum. “He kept saying he wouldn’t return, but there he was, all night long. At one point, someone drove by in a Tesla and he says, ‘There goes a juiced-up vehicle for someone who doesn’t realize it’s all over, or as I call it, ‘Rambo: Last Blood.’’ I’m a security professional. You don’t besmirch Sly Stallone in my presence.”

For his part, Gervais was unfazed as he waited in line to pay his valet outside the theater.

“I promise this was the last time I do this,” Gervais said. “When that security goon grabbed me, I thought I was auditioning for Harvey Weinstein. It’s a bit like Roman Polanski after his jacuzzi party, innit? Better make a quick escape before they arrest me.”

Gervais was later spotted at a costume shop, looking for disguises in hopes of crashing the afterparties.

Aging Punk Enters “I Don’t Even Really Listen to Punk Anymore” Phase of Being Punk

CHICAGO — 28-year-old aging punk Johnny “Ratfuck” Pitzki has entered the “I don’t even really listen to punk anymore” phase of his life, complete with a new wardrobe and total disregard for the scene, apathetic sources confirmed.

“Yeah… I dunno. Punk is just kinda getting boring to me. A bunch of old white guys screaming about who knows what, I get it,” Ratfuck explained while yawning and fingering the brim of his new fedora. “I’m just really getting into, like, alt country and acid jazz. Oh, and afro-Latin pop fusion. Any genre that starts with an ‘A’, basically. I just want to be challenged now.”

“I’m so over proving myself in the pit to a bunch of trust fund losers,” he later added. “Now it’s about expanding my musical horizons, and listening to a lot of podcasts about budgeting.”

Pitzki’s close associates are not enthused.

“He’s being a total fucking poser,” declared Kate Ramsay, drummer of their band, Ratfuck and the Fuck Rats. “I had a real bad feeling when Ratfuck showed up to band practice wearing a weird button-up with palm trees printed on it — apparently he traded in his Assück shirt for it. And he was wearing these weird things on his feet. They weren’t boots… they were smaller, and had weird air bubbles in the sole. He said when he walked in them his knees didn’t hurt. Sellout.”

Dr. Jason M. Smith, Professor of Punk at DePaul University, noted with a sigh that this phenomenon is nothing new.

“Most punks will eventually reach this phase,” Dr. Smith said as he pulled up an incredibly detailed PowerPoint presentation on aging punks. “Johnny is 28 in normal person years, which means he’s about 58 in punk years. He started at the Epitaph/Fat phase when he was 12, moved on to a straight edge phase, then the Goth/Indie Rock rock phase, and now he’s here.”

“The final phase will, of course, be his lonely and untimely death,” he added.

Ratfuck has since quit his band, changed his name back to Jonathan Finch, and is now a DJ spinning soul music for other hip white people who defend Morrissey online.

Blood Might Be Thicker Than Water, but I Can Totally Shotgun This Whole Bag

Hey dude, turn that shit off, put on that last Racetraitor record and get everyone to gather round. Why? Check this shit out. Chris’s brother works at a blood bank and he fuckin’ hooked it up.

It’s gonna be sick! I’m gonna stab this fucker with a key, and shotgun it when the breakdown hits on “Three Minutes of Hate.”

What do you mean “Marta’s graduation party might not be the place & time for something like this?” Something this fuckin’ brütal? Marta’s brütal as fuck! She deserves this!

Damn, dude, you’re not listening to me, like at all. Let me break it down for you again, real quick.

I’m gonna have you stop the music, then I’m gonna tell everyone that it’s time to turn the tables on our vampiric capitalist overlords, and fight fire with fire. I’m going to make it clear that the next time I see another 4chan Pepe Nazi fuckhead, I’m gonna tear open his jugular with my goddamn teeth and treat his body like this goddamn bag, you know what I mean?

This has nothing to do with my desperate need for attention and everything to do with stopping Trump and shit!

What? C’mon man, it’s gonna be sick! It’s not like it’s animal blood or anything, so technically I’m not breaking vegan. You think this….B negative normie was fighting the system? No way. He totally worked in finance or something.

Okay, ready? The breakdown’s coming up, get ready to turn that shit off. Remember to turn it on again RIGHT AFTER I jam the key into the bag, okay?

Damn, I wish someone made my graduation party this fucking SAVAGE! Or that I graduated.

Man Opens Brewery to Achieve Lifelong Dream of Charging $9.50 for Boring Pilsner

DENVER — Local man Geoff Martins finally accomplished his lifelong dream yesterday, opening Mountain Trail Brewery to specialize in nondescript, bland pilsners and boring lagers averaging around $10 per pint.

“Mountain Trail Brewery is all about tradition, simplicity, and not challenging the norm,” said Martins, who is often seen covered head-to-toe in Patagonia clothing. “That’s why our brewery has a rich selection of lager, pilsner, kolsch, and golden ale beers — each at $9.50 or $10.50, which is very reasonably priced for beer of this quality. I’ve dreamed of this day since I had my first sip of Heineken at the age of 20. Don’t tell my dad. Ha ha!”

“I can’t stand this new trend of juicy, hazy IPAs and adventurous stouts with exotic flavors,” Martins later added. “When our head brewmaster suggested we develop a pale ale, I slapped him and fired him on the spot — he didn’t understand our ethos, and there’s no room for loose cannons at this operation. Plus, I still think pales are a little too spicy for the average customer.”

Customers seemed to somewhat enjoy Mountain Trail Brewery’s overpriced creations with a muted enthusiasm.

“Yeah, this Trailhead Lager isn’t bad or anything… but I don’t see myself coming back unless someone has a birthday party here or something,” explained Denver resident Lori Mandelli. “$9.50 is a lot for a PBR knockoff. Plus, there’s not too much going on in the facility itself: there’s not even cornhole, or darts. I overheard the founder say those games are ‘too dangerous.’ And when I asked the bartender to change the television channel to the Nuggets game, he said that was against company policy. Apparently, customers are only allowed to watch the Weather Channel.”

Beer industry experts cite operations such as Mountain Trail Brewery as evidence of a beer bubble.

“Each market can only withstand so many milquetoast varieties of beer before it will start to cannibalize itself,” explained Todd Alström, founder of Beer Advocate. “Your average cargo shorts-wearing beer fan already found his preferred lager and feels no need to venture outside of his taste buds’ comfort zone. Breweries either have to come up with some shit like pork belly-flavored sours, or get left behind.”

Martins is allegedly already considering his next business endeavor: a vineyard that will produce an aggressively generic Merlot at $55 a bottle.

Wow: The Dark Side of the Moon Syncs up Perfectly With This Other Copy of The Dark Side of the Moon

Holy shit Floyd fans, this is about to change the way you listen to “The Dark Side of the Moon” forever. If you thought “The Dark Side of the Rainbow” was cool, buckle your goddamn seat belts because we’re about to blow the dark side of your mind.

That’s right. After hundreds of listens and hours of experimentation, we’ve discovered that “The Dark Side of the Moon” syncs up perfectly with this other copy of “The Dark Side of the Moon.” Unbelievable!

Don’t buy it? Try it for yourself. Nick Mason’s bass drum heartbeats in “Speak to Me” fade in at the same time as the bass drum heartbeats in “Speak to Me.” Still skeptical? How do you explain the part when all the clocks in “Time” go off at the precise moment the clocks in the other copy go off?

If you’re still not convinced, don’t worry. You will literally shit yourself when Clare Torry’s vocals in “The Great Gig in the Sky” match up exactly with Clare Torry’s vocals in “The Great Gig in the Sky,” which is extra crazy because she supposedly improvised the whole thing!

It’s almost like “The Dark Side of the Moon” and “The Dark Side of the Moon” sync up on purpose. Almost as if they’re two sides of the same coin—like life and death, happiness and sorrow—one copy of “The Dark Side of the Moon” can’t exist without a different copy of “The Dark Side of the Moon.” This can’t be a coincidence. Pink Floyd must’ve literally planned this album around this album from the very start. Absolutely genius.

Just make sure to press play on the second copy. We can’t tell you how many times we screwed that up only to realize halfway through that we were wasting our time.

If you still have any part of your brain left after that mind-melting audio/audio experience, just wait until you see “The Wizard of Oz” played side by side with “The Wizard of Oz.”

Local Church Graciously Opens Its Doors to “Springfield Thrash Fest 3: Fuck This Town to Death”

SPRINGFIELD, Ore. — The First Baptist Church graciously agreed to host “Springfield Thrash Fest 3: Fuck This Town to Death” yesterday after striking a rental deal with organizers from the local thrash metal scene following weeks of negotiations.

“Being a tight-knit community, we were a bit concerned about the subject matter at first. However, after the organizers agreed to our modest, but fair, rental agreement and non-refundable deposit, we felt it our charitable duty to host such an event,” said Pastor Peter Maurin. “After all, it’s my charge to reach the sinners of Springfield. The population, that is — not the opening band of the same name on the bill.”

The annual Springfield Thrash Fest struggled to find a home following last years’ fest, which ended abruptly after a teenager was thrown through a wall at the local VFW hall.

“Look, some poser in a Slipknot shirt got tossed and broke most of his back and the wall. It happens. Ban us from the venue? That’s fair, I’ll take that on that chin,” said fest organizer Tori Hernandez, adding that the previous owner was “still fucking pissed” and “a total dick about the whole thing.” “But tell all the other venues to not host us, and try suing me over ‘alleged’ damages to the venue? You gotta be kidding me. It’s that kind of oppressive bullshit that makes everyone wanna bounce first chance they get. This town fucking blows.”

While this led to a long search for a new home, organizers and fans alike are glad to have struck a deal with Pastor Maurin and First Baptist.

“I’m happy they’re gonna host us, but they’re asking for twice what we paid last year… plus half of the take at the door, which seems steep for a church,” said local punk Julia Day, who will be working the door. “But it was either this, or share the space with the Sunday school puppet show from 10 to 11:30 a.m., and that would dilute the message of telling this town to go fuck itself, so our hands were basically tied.”

When asked if he would consider hosting the event the following year as well, Pastor Maurin said, “It will depend on how they treat the space. But our membership is shrinking, and I’ve had my eye on an RV for my wife and I. That shit doesn’t pay for itself.”

XFL Players Only Kneeling During Anthem Due to Untreated Concussions

WASHINGTON — XFL players from the Seattle Dragons and DC Defenders kneeling during the National Anthem at the league’s inaugural game were merely suffering from untreated concussions and not making a political statement, league sources dressed in bright orange suits and only speaking through megaphones confirmed.

“I’m not taking a stand against anything. I’m just far too dizzy to actually stand up right now,” noted DC Defenders quarterback Cardale Jones. “During pre-game warm-ups, a bunch of 50-year-old dudes dressed like teenagers came up to me and asked if I wanted to join something called D-Generation X… I guess McMahon added a 9th team or something? When I said no, they started kicking my ass and powerbombed me through the Spanish announce team’s table.”

The XFL, relaunched by WWE CEO Vince McMahon after a single failed season in 2001, has vowed that any player who takes a knee during the anthem will face unspecified consequences.

“USA! USA! USA!” shouted a shirtless McMahon while waving a large American flag over his head. “I promised XFL fans our league would have no kneeling, and by God, I meant it. Will I fire players for kneeling? Hell no! If I catch anyone disrespecting our great nation, they’ll spend halftime with the Undertaker and Kane… in the ‘Hell in a Cell!’”

Although McMahon is serious about presenting a product free of politics and human expression, sources note internal concern over his claim that the XFL won’t be treated like an extension of the WWE.

“He’s running this thing like it’s the glory days of pro wrestling,” stated Seattle Dragons team physician Dr. Henry Lipscomb. “He keeps telling me that drug testing ‘isn’t Xtreme,’ and that I’m only allowed to prescribe expired painkillers and handfuls of cocaine from this bag we recovered from the ’80s. The league’s Head of Player Safety is Brutus ‘the Barber’ Beefcake, for Christ’s sake.”

At press time, McMahon had gathered the concussed players to show them an old wrestling trick for “un-concussing yourself” using a 12-pack of Schlitz, a backpack full of baby aspirin, and an extremely tight tie-dye bandana.

Punk Relentlessly Ridiculed for Enjoying Basic Amenity

DELTONA, Fla. — Local punk Lester Paige was mocked for hours by friends and colleagues last night after bringing home a new mattress purchased from a local home goods store, incredulous sources confirmed.

“I’ve been saving up cash for a few months because my back is starting to hurt from sleeping on flattened cardboard. It’s the one thing outside of beer and cigarettes I’ve bought for myself in years,” said Paige, relaxing on the twin-size mattress. “All my roommates roasted me good. It doesn’t help that at least 16 people are living here right now, and they just keep feeding off each other — the first night, it went on so long I didn’t even sleep. People kept coming in my room and calling me ‘Mr. Mattress,’ or ‘Sleeping Beauty.’ It stopped being funny after about 12 hours.”

Fellow residents of punk house Roach Manor admitted they were shocked to see a housemate flaunting what they consider to be a luxury good.

“I thought I was living with a guy who hated capitalism and was willing to fight the system of oppression, but it turns out I’m living with the goddamn King of England,” said Andy “Cheesesteak” Rebane. “If you want a mattress, go grab one off the fucking street. And if it’s soiled, just flip it over — I’m not sure if Lester knows this, but people can’t shit both sides of a bed. Duh. The worst part is, he bought sheets and a blanket to go with the mattress. I guess he’s too good to lay down some newspaper these days.”

Financial experts across the country say it is very common for individuals considered “low income” to be made fun of after purchasing something peers might consider frivolous.

“This just doesn’t happen with punks — many manual laborers we polled reported the same,” said consumer advocate Laura Shea. “For example, if someone came into work with a pair of new boots, coworkers would feign like they were going to pass out from shock and make jokes like, ‘Looks like lunch is on you today.’ One warehouse worker said he quit his job because coworkers kept giving him grief over an air freshener he bought for his 1986 Honda Accord.”

Reports from Roach Manor indicate Paige opened himself up to further ridicule after talking three hot showers within the same week.

Photo by Steven Yuen.

Kinda Weird: Coworker Uses White Hand Emojis Instead of Default Yellow

Navigating a modern office can be tough, especially with so many social pitfalls waiting to be sprung. Our workspace normally keeps things pretty laid back, but when the new intern used the white hand thumbs up emoji to confirm our happy hour plans everyone got pretty uncomfortable.

That’s weird, right? Everyone knows the default is yellow. No one is sitting there holding their thumb in and waiting unless they’re deliberately trying to communicate something, right?

He even sent a fucking white muscle arm emoji to the finance specialist after they collaborated on taking down a super tough project. She got weirded out and showed me. I’ve never even seen that emoji before. It was unsettling.

He’s otherwise engaging and thoughtful at first glance. He brought in a homemade casserole for our social media coordinator after she took a PTO day for her dog’s surgery, that doesn’t seem like something a racist would do! I just can’t shake the feeling that something is off though. These alt-right dorks are really good at hiding in plain sight.

We tried to bring it up to our project lead but he’s said over and over we have nothing to worry about. He told us the intern got his business degree from Dartmouth and that he’s from Portland, which obviously means he can’t be racist. He claims that “doing something weird on the phone” doesn’t make him a Nazi, but his boomer ass didn’t even know you could change the skin colors on emojis until we told him!

We tried confronting him about it but he told us he “didn’t know what we were talking about” and that “my phone just goes to that version”, which we all knew was total bullshit.

I wish I could ask a person of color whether or not this behavior is racist dog whistling, but all of my coworkers are white.

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