True story: In the spring of my senior year in high school, a good friend of mine came out as a communist. Back in the middle of the ’80s that was shocking I suppose, but not as shocking as was the sight of a young middle class white man wearing a red-star decorated beret and carrying around record albums with pictures of withered hands or a crucifix made out of dollar bills on their covers. The inclusion of albums by the Dead Kennedys—used as a device by some young Americans to define or refine their new, revolutionary, anarchic identities—made it all authentic in my opinion. Otherwise all that red stuff came off as so damn 19th century, dudes. Long story short: a party was held. All sorta cool kids were there. Someone put side two of In God We Trust, Inc. on the record player, just as a group of uninvited jocks stormed the house and punched all the freaks they could find before running out the door laughing and yelling impolite terms as they trashed the place. Afterwards we just carried on like nothing had happened. Everyone got laid that night, too, except the right-wing schmucks who had disappeared into the night. The spirit of that once in a lifetime gathering is one of the reasons you should go to a performance of the Dead Kennedys at Sunshine Theater (120 Central Ave. SW) on Saturday, Sept. 8. The other reason is because after Jello Biafra left, the dude from the “Courtship of Eddies Father” was their lead singer. Serio. The kid on the block, current vocalist Skip Greer, ain’t too shabby. And the rest of the crew (East Bay Ray, Klaus Flouride and D.H. Peligro) is still intensely intact, awesomely aggressive chops and all. And get this, T.S.O.L. and the Dwarves open! WTF, See you there, comrades! 8:30pm • $23 • 13+.