Hardcore punk (hXc) exploded out of a restless underground, propelled by raw urgency and a refusal to play nice. Stripped of gloss and built for speed, it tore through the bloated remnants of arena rock and peace-and-love nostalgia with ferocious intent. Songs hit like sonic fists—fast, abrasive, and unapologetic. Driven more by sweat and spit than studio polish, the style embraced a primal directness that made room for sharp political critiques, outbursts of frustration, and scenes that thrived on collective rage rather than musical convention.Turnstile – Glow On
Glow On is a bright, brutal burst of hardcore joy—chaotic, beautiful, and oddly tender. Turnstile doesn’t just bend genre lines; they run through them barefoot, screaming, with a heart full of melody and fists full of truth.
Dead Kennedys – Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables
Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables is a razorblade in a clown mask—biting, sarcastic, and seething with purpose. Dead Kennedys made punk that danced on graves and laughed at power, daring listeners to squirm and snarl along. Still sounds dangerous. Still is.