One of the quintessential USBM albums, not yet up on this blog. Sets the stage for both the NYC BM scene as well as the Cascadian scene, in my opinion. Released in... 2000-ish, and died immediately after that. Apparently, some guy from some stupid sounding band called "The Fucking Champs" is doing some guitar-magic on this album, but I wonder.
These 2 posts end my initial posting session. Caaaaan yooooou dig it?
NYC? I think you're on the wrong coast
ReplyDeletewhoever posted this doesn't have a fucking clue.
ReplyDeleteyou're a fucking idiot. the fucking champs rule. weakling rules. josh smith is a crazy fucking genius. and you sir, you are a fucking idiot.
ReplyDeleteSome stupid sounding band...??!
ReplyDeleteYou seem more concerned about "the scene" than the musicality and multi-faceted skill of an artist or art in general... I pity you.
AMEN to all you commenters! i was just going to say basically all the same things. this guy sucks.
ReplyDeleteWell just here to say thanks for the up, at least I got to hear this awesome album.
ReplyDeleteNow I need to find out about the fucking champs. Thanks!
Muchas Gracias
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