Some people bum out on Euro bands that sing in English. They say they can't get past the accent. That's bullshit. There are regions in the US whose accents are such horrid butcheries of English that I refuse to believe that sort of reasoning. Just listen to anyone from Staten Island speak for more than 15 seconds. I dare you. And yet, the typical East Coast HC kid will dismiss most English speaking Eurocore... Like the average modern hardcore band is anywhere near eloquent. I mean, think about it... These dudes are from the Netherlands and probably speak no less than 3 languages; they're getting their point across in a language that is certainly not their first.
If you can't get down with raw, fuzzed out, mid-paced to speedy hardcore, then I don't want to know what goes on inside your brain. The first and last tracks on this 7" are the real keepers. Get a grip here and "TAKE HOLD OF LIFE!"
Carey Price might be the future, but that flying Frenchman Cristobal Huet is the hot shit right now. Speaking of who's hot... look at good ol' AK-27 there on the left side of the picture. Kovalev's having himself a hell of a season and is basically telling the Francophone media in Montreal to fuck themselves with every point he racks up. Good for him.
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