Polka Gangs in the Neighborhood

by John Palm

The Real Story of Frankie Yankovic and His Music

I don’t live in what the experts are calling a walkable neighborhood. You can walk all you want in my neighborhood, it’s just not safe. I happen to live on the seedy side of town. Yes, I live in the Red Light Polka District. There is polka music blaring at all hours of the night not to mention the roving gangs of vigilante tuba players. Once I saw a man with an accordion taunting an elderly lady to dance to the “Beer Barrel Polka”.

Read more about my recovery from Polka addiction here.

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