Ms. Elanious
She pulled my moon along, like a child with a balloon, tied to a string. With every step she took further away, she became
closer to her dreams.It's nothing now. It's nothing, don't cry. The lights become blurred out, as limousines pass by.
"Tell the onlookers, it's smoke burning your eyes." Thinking of the slow dance, we'd never share. Everything we
declared, in the name of high hope. When we believed. Her shame, was glory, in my eyes. When we believed, it was
never what you said, but how you said it. It was never what you said. It meant everything, when we believed, a few
days ago, it meant everything.
I was lucky enough to see these kids play at the cd release show for this album in Oklahoma City. They were great and sadly missed. What a short lived scene MySpace Grindcore was... Still the memories remain and Wax Vessel Records is doing an amazing job keeping it alive. eatdogs
Like everyone else, years ago I kept searching for something harder, harder and harder then I found this. This peaked hardcore music for me, after finding this I completely moved on from the genre after 10+ years of listening/searching. There is nothing more raw. Here I am coming back to this album after 7 years. Nate
Forcefed Horsehead describe themselves as “grindpunk,” and their visceral mesh of extreme metal subgenres heads direct for the pit. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2023
This Jersey crew makes a ferocious mix of guttural grind and heavy hardcore punk, with lyrics aimed square at sociopolitical ills. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 14, 2021
Mature and thought provoking lyrics? Fuck no! Angry and straight ignorant breakdowns that make you revert to a neanderthalian type state? FUCK YEAH! water-bottle666