Fast, spastic hardcore from Boston. Defintely old-school 80’s sound ‘ala Agnostic Front, Cro-Mags and maybe even Lack of Interest. Done with a real basic albeit “generic” sounding more than often pretty entertaining.

((((1)))) (FCC in the opening “FUCKER”) Manic, charging H.C.
((((2)))) (FCC “shit” sung once) 1-2-3-4 riffs and real quick & simple breakdowns.
(((((3))))) 25 seconds of hardcore in it’s most rudimentary form: short, fast & loud.
(((4))) (FCC “fucks”, “fuck” sung twice). Mid-paced, contfrontation ‘bitching about the scene”
(((5))) FCCS ALL OVER – AVOID!
(((6))) Pretty cruddy vocals and attack, guitars sound good, though
(((7))) Thick riffs, dizzing repetition that hits a certain level of “tolerable annoyance” – I mean they did this song 5 times already, right?
((8)) Just these three words in 4 seconds
(((9))) Hyper messy and big on the low end HC. *Meh*.
((10))) FCC LOADED! - AVOID
((11)) Same 4 chords repeated in the same way from tracks 1-9 but almost passable.
((((12)))) Finally they play slow! It’s actually more melodic and discernable and fun.
(((13))) (FCC “Fucking” sung once) Rolls along OK, nothing special here, other than playing various tempos.
(((14))) Jagged at time but rather short & to the point.
((15)) Decent riffs but the title pretty much writes the song’s review.
(((16))) Simple, slowish to odd metered H.C.
((((17)))) (FCC “fucking” in the intro) Bong hit, sturmmy guitars, into raging hardcore with some cool twangy bits.
(((18))) Screamy, standard H.C.