FUCKFACE: Self-titled: CD

This here is the last you’ll ever hear from these guys. The world turned 5 degrees colder the day they split up. The only good straight-up hardcore band from San Francisco in the ‘90s. I’m not exaggerating. In SF proper of the last decade there were either bad hard rock bands, weird art bands, indie rock bands, and that sort of stuff. Then there were these guys. A breath of fresh air in the stench of urine and vomit-soaked sidewalks of the Mission. I like the vocals, with their maniacal edge, and the dense guitar sound floating over a gritty bass sound. Great stuff. The kind of record you can sit back and get into. Especially the dark edge they possessed.

 –M.Avrg (Six Weeks)