That's the lovely paradox of the Dream Destroyers, punk rock, "fuck you" in attitude and appearance, but they have this soft, creative, sentimental side that they were willing to share with me. They manifest it, capital I capital T. Like a pack of merry nomads, with nothing but their backpacks, sleeping bags, Greyhound tickets, thumbs, and skateboards, "We go to Burnside every year. But I think this year, we're going to Skatopia." What more can I say? I'll see you there.