Cripple Bastards are a formative band for me. That tells much re: what you need to know about my form; my brain is an oblong potato with swiss cheeze holes in it. With the influence of Cripple Bastards, along with Sore Throat and World (the dual-microphone noisecore project from Japan), I stepped away from less transgressive attempts at transgressive hardcore, grind, and other "our songs our short, so are our tempers" blasting thinguses and into a dripping wet wild world of diarrhea of the ear canal. Cripple Bastards melt the noisehardcoregrind formula with the red hot fury of the really fried-in-piss end of their Italian countrymen's punk action and will make the hairs in your ass crack stand up in a liberty spike mohawk of solid glue-steel that makes you teeter and fall out of your goddamn chair and into vitriol-spewing LOVE. Furk. #noisecore#noisegrind#grindcore#hardcore#italianhardcore#cripplebastards#patches#punkpatches#punkpatch#diy#diypunk
Old pic of my rainbowhawk! I'm not very active atm because I got much stuff to do for university and I feel sick like all the time (fuck december). But there will be some new ones as soon as I feel better and have more time.
The Pride Of Spain and I will accept no counter arguments. The Spanish government could butt in and I would tell them to butt out and then shove it up their butts. Hardcore inflected grind that doesn't sound like all your least favorite so-called power violence bands, sheets of static-clang noise, cool hardcore punk covers, one instance of sending up Eric Clapton's "Cocaine", vocals that sound like Satan burping, noisecore styled numbers that will suddenly be caught up in a bitchin' flashy hair metal solo, so much to love with these buddies of discerning taste-havers o'er every last land. Patch from xdispatchx, who are on this here application and the world wide web. #punkpatches#punkpatch#violentheadache#grindcore#noisecore#hardcore#hardcorepunk