When I used to listen to the Dead Kennedys in high school, we scrawled their logo on our jackets, notebooks, pee-chees and bathroom walls. The familiar DK symbol meant you were different, you stood out, you were punk rock. Most of us had no idea what being punk rock really meant, but it sounded cool and many years later I saw it in action when The Dead Kennedys played the Hard Rock Cafe. Klaus and East Bay Ray are still around, so is former DK drummer DH Peligro and new frontman Skip wasn’t Jello Biafra, but he certainly didn’t disappoint. They were loud and they kicked ass. Nothing says love like a huge mosh pit full of happy kids slam dancing.