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Done Dying

O.C. Hardcore by veterans of the craft. Raising Hell and rising up over sweat, debt, and the ones that got away. O'Mahony . Panter . Lohman . Hartsfield .
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You know that sound between your ears every time you hear from the IRS?
every time an ex turns up in need?
or the kids turn up and bleed?
every time your bank account is smaller than your shoe size?
or your transmission turns to shit?
WE SOUND A LOT LIKE THAT.

Done Dying

O.C. Hardcore by veterans of the craft. Raising Hell and rising up over sweat, debt, and the ones that got away. O'Mahony . Panter . Lohman . Hartsfield .
Description
You know that sound between your ears every time you hear from the IRS?
every time an ex turns up in need?
or the kids turn up and bleed?
every time your bank account is smaller than your shoe size?
or your transmission turns to shit?
WE SOUND A LOT LIKE THAT.

The Eulogy

Hardcore from Southern California by some dudes that have kids and mortgages. Three song 7" EP out on Flatspot Records.

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Modern Enemy

Modern Enemy are an American Hardcore band from Orange County CA. USA

A great song is one thing. A great band is another.
Loving a song is diving into a one-night stand, a fling, a bit of mindless self-indulgence.
Falling for a band is entering into a love affair.

One-night stands are fun, and anyone who denies as much is a liar. They make you forget yourself for a while, lose your burden in someone else for a bit. Eventually, you wake up and deal with the image in the glass on your own, though. Beard scruff, whiskey breath, red eyes and all.

Right now, so many tell us that it's all about the song, that democratic gangs of musicians joined as bands are not as important as the unjustly inflated personality of the walking-ego-with-the-microphone out front. With this has come the cry of a bloodthirsty mob heralding the death of the album. It's not the big picture that matters, but the quick snapshot taken on a cell phone and distributed to thousands via Facebook by the time you've snapped the next one. Forget it and move on. Buy the single on iTunes, and sod the rest of the record. I mean, really - who has the time to care?

From the beginning, STAND was a band, and one that knew well the difference between a fling and the real thing. Right out of the gate, the four musicians came across as limbs on the same body. They seemed to have transcended themselves, to have arrived already living in the heady air most spend a lifetime trying to locate, getting lost on the way because they've confused the map for the road.

Hearing the band's majestic, broad, flailing gesture of a sound was to feel oneself in the presence of something bigger than the four men making that sound. - JEFF MIERS

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