I bought this Vision of Disorder CD around the beginning of the summer of 1998. It was the first record in my collection on Roadrunner records, and I had heard about the band from a dubbed cassette given to me by a friend. It was some sort of live New York hardcore compilation, but considering the representatives for NYHC were these guys, and I think 108 and No Redeeming Social Value it was perhaps a little misleading. Two songs on that cassette that are also on this CD are D.T.O. and Suffer.
I remember liking the vocals. Well sort of. I liked the screams, but the clean vocals took a little getting used to. Nonetheless I listened to this a lot that summer and was later inspired to buy other records by these guys.
If you were to guess based solely on the album cover and band name you might think that this is not a very good album, and you would pretty much be correct. It definitely holds some nostalgia value, but the clean vocals really are bad. I can get behind some well done vocals of any stripe, but these are really no good, and the songs aren't quite strong enough to make up for it. Certainly not the worst stop on my adventure so far, but let's just say that I would have liked at the time that I really liked this to think that my taste was pretty good.
Check out: Suffer
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Thursday, June 9, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Entry the 20th: 108 - One Path For Me Through Destiny

So I had been given some dub of some New York hardcore compilation, and 108 was on there. Whatever was on that tape I did not find on One Path For Me Through Destiny. I figured I'd probably like anything. Turned out that;
1) This is a live recording
2) This is terrible
So whatever it was that attracted me to this band in the first place was sorely lacking here. Not that I only listened to it once and never spun it again, but considering in particular what was to be my next acquisition this did not see a lot of action.
Listening to this today, it is only worse than it was when I was 15 and a whole lot dumber. So much cringing at all this krishnacore nonsense but I got all the way through it.
Check out: When Death Closes Your Eyes
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