Back with a bang! There’s great HC and there’s utterly disgraceful HC. This falls into the first category. This is the real deal. No poses or some kids just discovering HC and singing about how great it is and that we have to mosh, skate and stick togheter like one while we’re spinning the other generic HC record after another.
This post is dedicated to Mr. Power Metal/Erich Good Bad Music to pay him back for his nice dedication.
As a poor little punk kid brought up by my mother working her ass off as a nurse there weren’t much money around for her son to buy those tasty punk and HC records coming out in the early 80s.
So what could one do? Steal of course! On the left side of my leather jacket I had ripped a large hole where 7inches nicely fitted in.
On a visit to my father who lived in Stockholm I always payed the several record stores in the capital of Sweden a visit. In the corner of the big hooker street Malmskillnadsgatan in Stockholm they had this really good record store called Record Pool(If my memory serves me). A rainy autumn day in 1983 they had both the Urban Waste and the Cause For Alarm 7inches. I hadn’t heard them but since every punk record released back then where at least decent I didn’t hesitate to pull ’em both into my punk jacket and heading out of there.
Now repeat after me kids and old farts:
I’m not into punk rock. I’m not into hardcore. Don’t you try to label me. Public opinion!
Get this from Mad At The World Records: