G.B.H.

Another blast from the past. I'm reacquiring a taste for my old hardcore bands, maybe becuase things look as shitty as they did under that shithead, Ray Gun.
I have a fond recollection of standing around a bonfire in the middle of a Kansas cornfield, drinking beers and bullshitting with the lead singer Colin. I remember busting his chops over how I thought it sounded too influenced by heavy metal.