hard-on 4 hard-core

it's spring. time to ditch the gloomy Radiohead and A Perfect Circle and get back to a little old-skool hardcore punk. get those vesicles pumpin.

from the east coast Agnostic Front's gotta go. to the west coast Black Flag's seminal rise above, from Damaged, their first full-length album and first with rollins. henry rollins, you might know, was just a fan 'til he jumped on stage with them in NYC in '81 and did such a rockup-sockup job that they took him on as their front-man. see, it could happen. i could set fire to the third bar. gotta go to delawhere yeah, delaware. some post-hardcore from boysetsfire: rookie n to DLo post-post-hardcore from Black Light Burns: mesopotamia. earworm fer shur, and how can you resist lyrics like mesopotamia, mesopotamia you fucking give me the creeps you fucking give me the creeps hey, it's wes borland and danny lohner, okay? not the exactly the philosopher kings of rock & roll, but sometimes you need a break from the thoms and maynards.

[mothers dont let your sons grow up to join bands like Skrew, or Angkor Wat, or NIN.]