There's something eternally appealing about hardcore written about or inspired by hardcore itself. The sound of a bunch of fanboys shouting in unison for the sake of a scene that they've always been a part of is nothing less than endearing. It's why a song like "dead ramones" could stand as iconic in circles who've never even been to a hardcore show. It's becuase that immortal crunch and tear that's coming out of the speakers represents being a part of something bigger; it's exiting. The lyrics are brilliant, and the guitars play with the chug-a-chug-a-chug sound as if it had never been a cliche. The rythm section pounds. The singing gives off a sense of idiosyncracy that give bane a sense of individuality. You'll know it's them when you hear his yelps. The dramatic closer, "ali vs. frazure" stands as one of the only tracks that has inspired me to change my philosophy and my way of viewing things. It's the type of music that could make you believe, even if you believe in nothing, and that's something.
About as good as hardcore gets. Nice to hear a hardcore record that sounds massive while not relying on metal influences, actually has a great, in-your-face rhythm section and is extremely powerful, both lyrically and musically, to boot. Highly recommended.