The Y2K bug was supposed to cause the end of the world. At least it was according to your parentsā stories of failing banks, planes colliding in the sky, and your shitty old VCR rising up to strangle the whole family in their sleep. As the end of the ā90s approached, your parents joined the growing numbers of preppers who wanted to be ready when society fell apart. They emptied their savings accounts so their cash would be safe at home. They hoarded pasta, beans, and bottled water. They stocked up on batteries and propane so your post-apocalypse household would be ready for anything. And all of it was for nothing. After years of preparation by governments and banks, the Y2K bug was mostly harmless. Most people had a laugh about how paranoid they had been about the whole thing. But your household was different.
While an army of programmers had spent the last two years of the ā90s manually correcting millions of lines of code to avoid catastrophe, your parents chose to spend that time filling your basement with cans of Spam and Chef Boyardi. And that stuff does technically have an expiration date. These are the punk albums you listened to 25 years ago while your family worked their way through that hoard of canned food.
Green Day āWarningā
It wasnāt that bad at first. youād always been a picky eater, and what kid doesnāt love a bland dinner of spaghetti and store-brand pasta sauce? Was it a gourmet experience from that good Italian place your dad takes your mom to every year on their anniversary? Of course not. But āWarningā was definitely not āDookie,ā and you still enjoyed it. Complex meals were a thing of the past, as was the energy level of your favorite bandās newest release.
NOFX āPump Up the Valuumā
You moved on to NOFX, who had also departed from their earlier pop-punk-defining sound. Just like Green Dayās āWarning,ā āPump Up the Valuumā was lacking the energy youād come to expect from a band that had been making punk music for decades. At home, your nightly ration of spaghetti was now lacking parmesan cheese. Why didnāt your family think to stock up on that green-lidded shaky cheese? That was the highlight of spaghetti night.
All āProblematicā
āProblematicā stayed true to the new millenniumās theme of punk albums that mostly appealed to long-time fans whoād buy anything their favorite band released, while not really standing out from the rest of their catalog. This was the last album All would release, and you listened to it on the last night youād eat spaghetti until your parents paid off the credit cards theyād maxed out buying all that jarred pasta sauce. Their debt hadn’t disappeared on January 1st like theyād hoped. There was no money for food. Youād eaten all of the pasta, and played all of the All.
Rancid āSelf-Titledā
While many pop-punk bands dropped calmer, often experimental music in 2000, Rancid came crashing in with 38 minutes of fast, screamed hardcore punk. They had gotten the mellower album out of their systems two years earlier, and their second self-titled album, which youād learned to call ā2000ā for clarity, was hard enough to make you completely forget how much reggae Rancid had included in āLife Wonāt Wait.ā By now, youād also forgotten what it was like to eat anything that hadnāt been in your basement for a year.
Millencolin āPennybridge Pioneersā
The word āpennybridgeā is a loose translation of Ćrebro, the Swedish city that Millencolin is from. But you didn’t know any of this because your only exposure to Millencolin was when āNo Cigarā came on every time you played āTony Hawk’s Pro Skater 2.ā The game was a nice distraction from the drudgery of forcing down all those canned green beans that were supposed to add variety to your diet.
Bad Religion āThe New Americaā
Bad Religion had been accused by fans of selling out years before this after leaving Epitaph Records, the independent label they founded. āThe New Americaā was their last major-label release before founding member Brett Gurewitz returned to the band. Your dad attempted to return all of the cans to the grocery store at one point in early 2000, but the manager said he needed the original receipts to get store credit.
Ignite āA Place Called Homeā
This was the Orange County hardcore group’s third album, and the most commercially successful to date. Its standout song, āVeteran,ā pushed the extremist political notion that the American government should probably feed and house its war veterans, rather than watching them starve on the streets. After hearing it and being inspired, you convinced your father to donate that big box of cans in his trunk to a local food bank and lie to your mom that he’d returned them to the store.
Kid Dynamite āShorter, Faster, Louderā
The Philadelphia punk scene was briefly home to the shouted vocals and āwhoa-ohā choruses of Kid Dynamite. āShorter, Faster, Louderā described not only the band’s second album, but their entire tenure as recording artists, as this album was released less than 16 months after their debut. One day, you examined the basement food stash and discovered that the oldest cans were already expired by significantly more than this. Was it safe to eat those?
The Mighty Mighty Bosstones āPay Attentionā
Why doesn’t āPay Attentionā ever come up when people talk about the Bosstones? Yes, it was sandwiched in time between two of their most popular releases, but it aptly showed off the group’s clever writing and unique ska-punk sound. You listened to this CD while you checked the USDA’s website on a painfully slow internet connection to find out that canned food is likely safe to eat for several years after the expiration date, so long as the cans aren’t rusty or dented. Fuck.
The Explosion āFlash Flash Flashā
The Explosion released their debut LP to critical acclaim, as well as legal troubles from their bass player’s previous label, which compelled the band to record an EP with them as part of a settlement. āSteal Thisā EP came out the same year, proving that it’s maybe not a great idea to give naming rights to the band you’re forcing to work with you. You started stealing food from your school’s cafeteria rather than eat SpaghettiOs from the can, which was your go-to lunch at home.
AFI āThe Art of Drowningā
There isn’t a single track worth skipping on AFI’s fifth studio album to be released in as many years. The group showed zero loss of power or momentum from their hardcore roots, an accusation they’d face three years later when they released āSing the Sorrow.ā You lost a noticeable amount of weight from skipping meals after you got tired of eating the Campbell’s Chicken Noodle Soup your family microwaved every night. It was kind of your fault, though. You were the one who told them about Y2K in the first place, but you just wanted to scare them into buying a newer computer.
The Distillers āSelf-Titledā
Australian-born Brody Dalle was hardly old enough to order a drink when her Los Angeles-based punk band unleashed their first album. The song āRed Carpet and Rebellionā is probably the best example available of the raspy, screamed lyrics that singer, songwriter, and lead guitarist Dalle had to offer. Back at your house, Zatarain’s Red Beans and Rice was the best meal available which required more than a can opener to prepare. This 40-minute album was long enough to play in its entirety while you cooked and ate an entire box of that New Orleans comfort dish night after night.
The Movielife āThis Time Next Yearā
The opening track, āI Hope You Die Soon,ā made you assume this album would be another batch of shout-in-your-face hardcore, but it immediately calmed down to a more melodic, pop-punk affair. This was a needed relief, as you were starting to notice your heart quite literally pounding in your chest whenever you listened to your punk CDs. Humans were never meant to eat this much salt, and your blood pressure was dangerously high. The family doctor warned you that it was unwise to listen to punk music in your rapidly deteriorating condition.
Suicidal Tendencies āFree Your Soulā¦And Save My Mindā
Doctors be damned, there was a new Suicidal Tendencies album out! Maybe it was a good compromise that this wasnāt purely hardcore punk? Was thrash metal any better? Surely your doctor would approve of the noticeable funk influence on the Tendencies’ tenth album? What they would absolutely not approve of was your familyās daily intake of sodium. All those cans of Spam were going to have a permanent effect on your bodies.
Goldfinger āStomping Groundā
Despite its goofy, Godzilla-themed album cover, this was not the brassy ska album you expected when you bought it. Goldfinger had outgrown their trombones and they wanted you to know it. āStomping Groundā kept up the pace expected from the era’s pop-punk offerings. Their cover of ā99 Red Balloonsā was a fun sing-along song for a teenager who knew nothing about its WWII bombing metaphor. You counted exactly 99 unseasoned pinto beans on your plate one night after each member of your family took a scoop from the can. Fun!
Dillinger Four āVersus Godā
This was a well-written and even better executed example of lyrical outrage with less of the sometimes hard-to-follow screams of their industry peers. While your music purchases that year were mostly dominated by punk veterans whose careers spanned back to the ā80s, Dillinger Four had just warmed up with their fast, catchy brand of political punk rock. On a typical night in 2000, you warmed up the contents of the first can you could reach in the cupboard and let fate decide what you had for dinner. It didnāt matter what it was, nothing mattered anymore.
A Global Threat āUntil We Dieā
A fitting accompaniment to the repetitive meals you were putting down each night, āUntil We Dieā contained songs so similar to each other that you couldnāt tell where each track ended and the next began. You loved how fast-paced this album was, though, and thought it would have fit in with any street-punk release from the 1980s. One night, your parents revealed that they still had hundreds of boxes of MREs theyād purchased in the ā80s during the Cold War panic. They’d always been like this, hadnāt they?
The Offspring āConspiracy of Oneā
Itās hard to believe that the band that got you grounded for screaming along as that āstupid dumbshit goddamn motherfuckerā line came up in āBad Habitā a few years before this would write a song featuring Redman on the chorus and cowbell in the beat. But that actually happened in this albumās made-for-the-radio āOriginal Prankster.ā You also got grounded once that year for trying to order a pizza with your momās credit card when you learned that the food stash was mostly beans at this point.
Oi Polloi āFuaim Cathaā
This was technically from 1999, but that wasnāt clear when you bought it. This Scottish anarcho-punk group was still full of rage about pretty much anything. āFuaim Catha,ā whose name means āNoise of Struggleā in Scottish Gaelic, was loudly anti-government, pro-choice, pro-earth, and for some unclear reason anti-imported-beer, there’s something in here for everybody. Did you know that the baked beans you had for breakfast the day you first heard this CD are a traditional component in a full Scottish breakfast? Check you out!
Midtown āSave the World, Lose the Girlā
This was the most emo-sounding pop-punk album you added to your collection in 2000. It’s unsurprising that lead singer Gabe Saporta, who would go on to front Cobra Starship, released the softest pop-punk album you would encounter a quarter century later when you googled ā2000 punk albums listā to settle a bet about that Oi Polloi CD. The softest food you endured that same year was instant mashed potatoes from a box. How did they manage to get so much sodium into such a flavorless sludge?
Chixdiggit! āFrom Scene to Shining Sceneā
You needed another light, pop-punk album to relax and lower your heart rate after you listened to too much Oi Polloi. āFrom Scene to Shining Sceneā still had the fast drumming and melodic guitar elements you craved but without the red-faced screaming of the year’s harder offerings. You and your siblings screamed at your parents the night they informed you that the next month would be nothing but beans for dinner, since you had eaten every other option already.
MxPx āThe Ever Passing Momentā
MxPx, the band that every radio-friendly pop-punk band in the 2000s would cite as their inspiration, wasn’t really your favorite thing to listen to. But it was always playing at your friend’s house because his overly religious parents heard they were a Christian group. He was your favorite friend to visit because Friday night was always pizza night. You got to skip one meal of beans as long as you two could keep the noise down over there in the game room.
The Living End āRoll Onā
This rockabilly-influenced Australian punk group’s second album went platinum in their home country. Going platinum in Australia required 70,000 domestic album sales, compared to the 1 million sales needed in the States. The unique milestone is fair if you compare the populations of the two countries. Australia does not have any unique methods of preparing beans that could have been worked into the dinner menu at home. You checked.
Cro-Mags āRevengeā
If revenge is a dish best-served cold, then a hearty scoop of plain pinto beans would not meet the definition of ārevengeā. The Cro-Magsā āRevengeā was a welcome infusion of an ā80s NY hardcore sound that nobody in 2000 described as being better than a bowl of cold beans, though they easily could have. This would be the Magsā last album until 2020, so it was fitting that you listened to it while you polished off the last can of hoarded beans in your house until it became trendy to stock up on canned food again in 2020.
Zeke āDirty Sanchezā
This album was the loudest, fastest, craziest, 21 minutes of your entire year. Zeke was the noise shrieking in your parentsā heads whenever they envisioned that angry music you listened to. You know now that you should have never searched āDirty Sanchezā online, because the results ruined your appetite for the rest of the day. It was annoying, since that would have been your first fresh meal in a year after your family had finally opened and consumed the final can of beans the day before. But at least the year of canned food was finally over. And what were the odds that some other major event would occur in 2001 that would lead your parents into doomsday-prepper mode again? Things were looking up.