The understanding soul prays; the praying soul gets understanding.
To me, the lyrics mean more then the music, and that's the way it should always be.
People used the term "hardcore" loosely. A lot of bands use it as a jumping stone to the next level. Hardcore, it's got a lot more to with then music. It's a very passionate movement.
I focus more on the music and my message; I'm not a party type of guy.
I give everybody the benefit of the doubt. Anything you get into, you should research it and figure its roots and try to really be a real strong part of it.
People don't really care about lyrics anymore. It's kinda really sad, like they'll listen to something musically and has a really cool beat down or something, that's great, that's good enough; but the message is the most important thing.
I'm floored! Tony Rettman's NYHC is by far one of the most informative looks at New York hardcore. An amazing read loaded with remnants of my life and a movement I truly adore. Hardcore lives!
You will not rightly call him a happy man who possesses much; he more rightly earns the name of happy who is skilled in wisely using the gifts of the gods, and in suffering hard poverty, and who fears disgrace as worse than death. [Lat. , Non possidentem multa vocaveris Recte beatum; rectius occupat Nomen beati, qui Deorum Muneribus sapienter uti, Duramque callet pauperiem pati, Pejusque leto flagitium timet. ]
I've always thought the best way to teach a kid not to be scared of the dark is to fill his daylight hours with as much horror as possible.
It is generally much more shameful to lose a good reputation than never to have acquired it.
He that lives well, is learned enough.