Because nowadays all we have is AIDS, crack and techno.

A horrible horrible hardcore/metalcore webzine.

It's almost 2020 and you still use Twitter and listen to hardcore LOL


I've been seeking medical help in mental faculties and institutions as of recent years hence my lack of updates. They say I'm demented. I'm only forty-two but the doctors say my brain is riddled with plaques and tangles, And that it may be Alzheimer's. Still a virgin and not a fan of it. I suffered two strokes before my fortieth birthday. They diagnosed me with dementia because I kept forgetting who I was and I kept using turn signals in a turn lane, something only a profoundly demented octogenarian would do. But hardcore is what I do remember. I remember the rush, the excitement of standing motionless with my arms crossed, staring at the stage as tattooed chimps howl about unity over percussive cacophonous noise. Before I die alone I just want to thank hardcore for giving me something to remember.

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