Iron clad juggernaut hardcore punk torn from the hem of the garment that dangles from records like �war all the time� and �powerbomb anthems.� The sound of sensibility and rage like your wisest aunts and uncles flipping over the card table in an interminable argument but instead performed by WHO PAYS, nyhc�s great hope for the propagation of the musical lunatic fringe. 6 tunes including a BABY HUEY cover that weighs in somewhere between a lost 80s hc outtake and a wrestling intro. Tight and powerful, sounds fresh, no hint of cloying nostalgia, and rarely drops below the pace of a fresh slap in the face. Buy this record and answer two questions: who pays? You. Who wins? You.
Iron clad juggernaut hardcore punk torn from the hem of the garment that dangles from records like �war all the time� and �powerbomb anthems.� The sound of sensibility and rage like your wisest aunts and uncles flipping over the card table in an interminable argument but instead performed by WHO PAYS, nyhc�s great hope for the propagation of the musical lunatic fringe. 6 tunes including a BABY HUEY cover that weighs in somewhere between a lost 80s hc outtake and a wrestling intro. Tight and powerful, sounds fresh, no hint of cloying nostalgia, and rarely drops below the pace of a fresh slap in the face. Buy this record and answer two questions: who pays? You. Who wins? You.
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