Bane

Bane

In the halcyon days of 1996, Boston hardcore was a dirty term. If self-applied, it relegated you to the dusty confines of corny nostalgia and adolescent identity crisis. But there were believers. An unsung group of olderish, foolish romantics who still identified with passionate three- chord bludgeon. They made their debuts in dusty basements and practice spaces. They self- released demos on cassettes. It was a wonderful example of pre-internet underground- acutely in tune with the ethos of hardcore days gone by. Bane emerged at this time.

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