hardcore is beauty.

something about hardcore music really gets me. not that screamo, angsty teenager shit we get too often, no. i'm talking about real technical shit, stuff that developed and evolved on its own outside the mainstream musical spectrum.

true hardcore artists are fucking masters of their instrument and their musicality. listening to this is taking a trip.

god i wish these guys were still together.

SiKtH-Bland Street Bloom
Death of a Dead Day (2006)





don't judge. just listen. preferably while in a pissed off mood.