Not knowing that this was going to be hardcore because of the word “blood” in the name makes me a bit embarrassed because I was thinking of something more like hippies would make. It’s that ferocity of a band from old school Equal Vision or Revelation Records. The names are on the tip of your tongue and then all at once they come spilling out of your mouth.
This is the remnants of Maylene and the Sons of Disaster, The Dedication, With Honor and even The Hope Conspiracy. This packs a punch that doesn’t make you want to punch back but rather you’re okay with just taking it. This is the sound of a cassette handed to you at a hardcore show, back when hardcore was more than just a trend.
In the late 1990’s and early 2000’s I used to get bands like this by the handful, you know. They would always be on CD and some would be better than others, but it’s just that rising sort of hardcore. It’s the idea that you’re at a live show and in between bands. Everyone is standing around talking and smoking and what not. The band is on stage getting ready, tuning and all that. All of a sudden, out of nowhere it’s “Hi, we’re Tree Blood” and then the music just blasts like a gun shot.
Suddenly, conversations are abruptly ended, cigarettes discarded to the floor (Though these days you have to smoke outside so it’d be more like people clutching their smart phones so as not to lose/break them) The sea of people moves and you can only move with it. Resistance is futile as you just let this overcome you. You let the crowd become you.