And that is exactly the point. From the first second of track one, you are hit with feedback that sounds like a collapsing building. Then the drums come in—not a beat, but an avalanche. The vocals are buried somewhere between the guitar screech and the bass rumble, but you don’t need to hear every word. You feel them.
Good luck. Check private trackers, obscure Bandcamp pages, or ask a friend who “knows a guy.” That’s how Bouryoku Banzai would want it. Have you heard Bouryoku Banzai 34? Or any other legendary obscure punk recordings? Drop a comment below—if you dare. bouryoku banzai 34
No stars. Just a bloody fist in the air. And that is exactly the point