Dancing on CBGB's Grave

CBGB at Newark, complete with iPad ordering system pic.twitter.com/UrllhhBXDm

— Hillary Reinsberg (@hreins) December 23, 2015

Is this a joke?

Just when you thought they couldn’t piss any harder on the grave of legendary venue CBGB than by opening a restaurant in Newark Airport, of all places, it gets worse. POLITICO’s deputy media editor Alex Weprin got his hands on copyright filings that reveal the new ways the holding company in charge of the CBGB name and logo plan to further sully its reputation.

The company has filed for trademark protection on the production of cellphone cases, T-shirts, bags, and beanies. And because what punk wants to get their nifty H&M denim jacket damp, they’re making CBGB branded umbrellas. They’ve also got you punk rock parents all set, with onseies for “infants and toddlers, and baby bibs not of paper” also in the works.

Back in the day, my father's band played in CBGB's. My parents actually saw the glory day. I saw it near it's end, when the place was well past it's prime. This? This restaurant, onesie, and umbrella? Pure vomit. This is the mythical fall of American culture, summed up in one neat little piece. CBGB's went from the "birthplace of American punk" to being some airport bar in Newark. It's awful.