Barcode Hardcore

It's a pleasant surprise to hear old school New York hardcore with a bit of energy, life and freshness to it. Sure, it's the same old songs, but competent players and a nice spice of life added to it can make for a good listen. Until you make the mistake of opening up the booklet, that is, at which point you are annihilated with a barrage of immature pics of band dudes showing off their tattoos and what are probably the worst excuse for hardcore lyrics I've heard in five years. Avoid at all costs. (Hardboiled)