So, it's kind of a funny song title.
It came from Sick of it All's 2018 album Wake The Sleeping Dragon. It was a comeback of sorts, and it was met with universal critical acclaim.
Pretty impressive for a hardcore band that was formed in 1986 by Lou and Pete Koller to still be making music that aggressive and that poignant more than 30 years later. And that's what Sick of it All's music is - aggressive, poignant, and in your face.
But you all see that Special Edition label. You know I ain't here with good news.
Lou Koller, primary vocalist for the band, had been suffering with esophageal cancer. Yesterday, the band announced his passing. Now, at this point, I always say "he will be missed" and that's true but this is different.
You see, Lou knew he was one of the elder statesmen of hardcore, and he took that seriously. He famously mentored and befriended other up-and-coming musicians. There are hardcore bands that exist and thrived largely because Lou was their mentor and partner. Lou was one of the good guys in a rough industry.
So yeah, I feature a song with a funny title.
The band loved and respected their fans, and that started and ended with Lou.