When you read about it while Kris reminisces you kind of want to be there a part of the sweaty extreme, bombarding a wild crowd with everything you’ve got, pouring soul and heart out. It leaves marks both physical and mental. Kris Pulaski, the only female part in the band learns her notes and Black Sabbath intros in the basement of her home and soon enough other outcasts flock to form what is essentially every band’s biopic journey – it’s epic in a blood spitting way, ends each night with shouts and sucker punches plays at the utmost dumps and run-down bars etcetera creates massive mosh pits that end up consuming stage, band and instruments rolls on by high and mighty, young and hella metal.
That’s kind cliché, isn’t it?īut still let’s toss some hair around and aggressively stroll back to the 90’s to meet the rising heavy metal band called, wait for itĭürt Würk is born and formed out of boredom, anxiety, bloodied fingertips, and childhood trauma I suppose. Let me take you down on a metal memory lane trip back to the 90’s when MTV had actual music with actual musicians and heavy metal was no mainstream…no, forget it.
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