How It All Began
The night kicks off around 9:30 p.m. We’re a ragtag crew—twelve or thirteen strong—armed with spiked hair, beat-up denim jackets splattered with paint and band patches, and a few cases of cheap beer. We hike over a mile through neighborhoods that weren’t always kind to kids like us. Why? To drop three bucks at the gate of an overcrowded backyard show, get loud, get drunk, and thrash to the raw energy of our friends on stage.
The stage? Just a patch of concrete against a cracked wall, lit by one dim bulb duct-taped to a rusted stand. But that was all we needed. Our tribe wasn’t just from NYC—we were joined by punks from Montebello, Huntington Park, South Gate, Alhambra, El Sereno, and more. Word on the street was the Sex Pistols might show up. Probably just a rumor. Didn’t matter. The backyard was already electric.
Beer in hand, I push my way through the crowd to the front of the stage. Side Effects is setting up—friends from Whittier—and I let the heckling fly.
“You guys suck. Your drummer's a gimp,” I yell. “Go back to Whittier, you has-been scumbags,” another voice joins in.
Their frontman grins. “Glad to see you guys, too.” Then four clicks—the beat drops, and all hell breaks loose. The pit explodes into chaos, bodies slamming, falling, getting picked back up again. It wasn’t violence. It was release. Ritual. A brotherhood built on noise and sweat. Somewhere between sets, I’m back at the keg when my brother tells me we’re up next. We’ve convinced one of the bands to lend us their gear. Scott, our singer, is tracked down near the fence, beer in hand. After Anti-Social finishes their set, we grab the borrowed instruments. Scott gets on the mic: “We’re just another band from East L.A.,” he says. Cue the jeers. Cue the beer showers. We plug in and let it rip. That was the beginning.
Bringing Happiness Through Sound.
We come from the raw, unfiltered world of DIY punk and underground shows, but our sound has always been more than noise. It's a release. It's joy. It's connection. From the visceral energy of hardcore to the rhythm-heavy grooves of ska and post-punk, we create music that makes people move—and feel. We believe sound should be felt in your bones, whether it's blasting through backyard amps or polished in the studio. Our journey has always been about turning chaos into harmony, and noise into meaning. If you’ve ever danced in a mosh pit or lost your voice screaming the words to a favorite song, you already understand the kind of happiness we bring.
