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.
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