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Funny enough, I discovered None More Black through some 13 year olds article in a Grosse Pointe North High School newspaper… not embarrassed to admit it.

You’re probably asking yourself, “But Ray, what on earth were you doing with a Grosse Pointe North High School newspaper?”

I was readying it for prepress… so fuck you.

As I skimmed the issue, my eyes suddenly fixated on two particular words when combined correctly equaled absolutely, hands down, the best fucking band in the whole goddamn planet… Kid Mother-Fucking Dynamite… I got pumped… I got seriously pumped.

My first reaction…

“Who is this little bastard and how’s he familiar with Kid D… he’s like twelve?”

Intrigued as shit… I read the little bastards article.

So why’d the zit-faced piece of shit mention one of my top favorite bands of all time?

Why’d the puke have to go and get me all excited?

Well to inform me on None More Black of course.

Hey kid, thanks, thanks a lot!

Anyways, through pecker head's article I came to realize that homeboy from Kid Dynamite started a new project called None More Black. Well not exactly a “new” project (circa 2000) but for someone like myself who’s been out of the “scene” since probably Kid Dynamite’s disassembly, shit was breaking fucking news to me.

So yeah… I was stoked… stoked to have the opportunity to maybe retreat back to my youth with the help of None More Black.

I checked out their website, their Myspace, and if Mel had put my request in for NMB’s Fat Wreck Chords release, This is Satire… but to no fucking surprise she didn’t or she forgot or some shit like that… its like pulling fucking teeth here at PCC headquarters, I swear to fucking god. After asking her a second time, politely, shit was in my hand and in my stereo lickity-fucking split.

After weeks of waiting, with so much anticipation built up behind the record, I admit, at first listen I was disappointed, really wanting to hear the fast-paced rawdawgness that made Kid Dynamite. But you know how the shit works… that album you thought was crap the first time you listened magically turns to gold when you decide to give it “the second chance”. Then you’re stuck there saying, “Man, shit does fucking rock”… this boys and girls is exactly what happened to me.

This is Satire’s array of music is extensive. The root starts at melodic punk and expands into many genres of music. Each song is stylistically different… starting slow, building up, and exploding… leaving you oh so relieved in the end. I once “performed” to This is Satire, fully-equipped with candles and bandanna-cuffs… that’s how diverse the shit is.

Anyways, for me, This is Satire is a new unique sound to my world… shit has evolved since the Kid Dynamite days. It leaves with a good taste in my mouth and hopefully it does for you. If not, feel free to leave a good taste in someone else’s mouth… trust me, shit works.

On a side note, in October, just an estimate on how long I’ve been sitting on this article, PCC had the opportunity to catch None More Black live in Boston. Although sound quality lacked due to “churchy” venue, None More Black’s energy surely did not. It was rad seeing some of my early musical icons in the raw plus Melissa and I made out like bandits… guitar player from NMB donated free shirt’s to PCC’s, "Twenty-Something’s Without Jobs/Lives"… not too shabby for traveling 11 1/2 hours.