Nineteen years ago a Samurai, a Limey, a Mutt and a Cyborg oddly enough decided to make music together. Sadly, after a decade of alien conspiracies, tragic loss of expensive bread and living the lavish life of sleeping in parking lots, one by one they drifted away from what brought them together and they disbanded.
With the dark days beneath their Zamboni wheels, they have decided to once again to join one another on stag, featuring their 7th drummer, a man with missing fingers and the uncanny ability to know the songs better than the original four that wrote them.
For those of you who do not know Grade you are better off buying Slayer and Pixies records but those of you who need a good dose of nostalgia, they are ready to deliver their schizophrenic brand of horrible melodic hardcore.
XOXO, see you in the pit!!!
IF YOU HAD A SUPERPOWER, WHAT WOULD IT BE?
The ability to cross the border with our own gear