Hail, Hail Rock'n'Roll

Sewn to vests, bags and jackets, the soullies' badges said where you'd been, of course, but most of all, they said where you belongedI was at a flea market in Brooklyn recently, sifting through the mounted deer heads, the mohair jumpers, the old ­perfume bottles and the 45s. At one trestle table I stopped to look through a tin of badges, rock bands mostly: the Doors and Metallica and Guns N' Roses jumbled in with Elvis and Dylan and Abba and *NSync. Their pins were a ­little rusted now, th...

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