Yesterday, I attended my first official hard-core show and it was an immensely rowdy experience. I've never been an avid fan of hard-core music but I've always appreciated their political message, D.I.Y. ethics and their defiance against the main stream. The bands I saw yesterday were incredibly energetic as well as inspirational. My favorite performance of the night was by a band called Ruiner from Baltimore, U.S. The lead singer was this intense yet humble person who spoke with a dubious amount of eloquence for someone who's seems like such a bad-ass. His banters between songs were especially enjoyable because they were not the usual lighthearted personal anecdotes but cynical remarks which I found extremely insightful and poetic. After two and half hours of avoiding being squished by rambunctious punk rockers with liberty spikes sharp enough to puncture the aorta, I have a new found respect for hard-core music. A shot of Ruiner in dramatic black and white
I wanted to channel my inner grung/punk-rocker so much that my outfit seemed completely cliche. But, I honestly couldn't care less because the show was way too fun!