07 January 2017


I have little context, but the harsh and primal approach on this demo brings to mind many things that I loved (and miss) about '90s hardcore. It's shamelessly fast, recording is pretty assy and weak, vocals are filled with spit and venom and the whole thing is just so damn pissed. This is hardcore done by people who are driven, compelled, people who have no choice. Because we didn't. Outsiders were still really outsiders, and punk wasn't romanticized or commercialized in any discernible way (yet), and being angry and frustrated was still scary...like it should be. 

1 comment:

Adrián Osorio said...

that's the fvcking feeling, estar hasta la madre de toda la puta mierda!
thanks wizard.