This is what I want to hear when someone mentions "modern hardcore." What I actually hear is typically something closer to short-hair metal or re-packaged '90s alt; breakdowns instead of riffs and "punk" rooted in FOO FIGHTERS choruses instead of FLIPPER. This is what I want to hear though, so my ears were pleased when the filthy stomp of "Pissy" started dragging my sorry ass into the shit. It's earnest, it just sounds real, and it feels like it comes from a place that I recognize. You wanna get punched in the face? CHILL PARENTS can do that for you. It feels good, I promise. You're welcome.
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