I don't like hardcore music
Growing up in south Florida and being around that macho bullshit culture, where the guy who adheres to the stereotype is somehow deemed the alpha dog for being the most individual, just took it right out of me. Still, many of my close friends, who'd turned me on to a lot of music that I may not have otherwise heard, were deeply immersed in the heart of the hardcore scene. As a result of this, I went to quite a few hardcore shows and I found that I really liked some of the bands that were performing. In that genre of music, as with many other movements, there were always those musicians who strove to do something different and maybe their pent up anger, that I could only appreciate when I was equally as young and angry got them there a little faster than others around them. There certainly was a lot more diversity in the angry straight-edge hardcore scene than there was with the Pacific North West stoner grunge bands. I wonder why? Even though I liked a few hardcore for a little while, I haven't paid much attention to any bands of a similar ilk in quite a long time.
When Emmanuel gave me the tracks by Orlando, FL trio Weeks, I was reminded of all of the reasons that I did like hardcore. The driving aggression of filth coated guitars that sound like they're about to get sick on themselves, drums that make me feel like beating my head against the wall until it turns to jelly and a vocalist who often sounds like he's singing while sprinting full-speed ahead, were many of the reasons that I once loved hardcore. To hear a band making this kind of music, without back pedaling into an over saturated past, is a real treat. This tape is short and sweet like a dwarf prostitute holding a box of chocolate covered amyl nitrate poppers. This is great, youthful, forward thinking music by a group of musicians we hope to hear more from in the future.
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