My childhood best friend got married in a punk rock wedding this weekend, and I officiated. 

They were using a bunch of old records as decorations—hanging them on walls, using them as chargers for plates, and other unsavory treatment that no good record should be subjected to.

So I went through the stack ahead of time and saved these. 

Especially important is the punk classic Easter by the Patty Smith Group. An absolute gem of a record.