Some Reasons To Kill by 17 Seconds Left – A Hardcore Punch to the Face
Alright, let’s get one thing straight: Some Reasons To Kill isn’t here to hold your hand or whisper sweet nothings in your ear. This 2010 French hardcore banger from 17 Seconds Left is raw, unfiltered aggression wrapped up in a big middle finger to whatever you thought rock music should sound like. Released on Not On Label (because who needs a label when you’ve got this much rage?), this album doesn’t mess around.
First off, “Taste My Glory.” Holy crap, does this track slap. It kicks off with a riff so dirty it feels like it crawled out of a gutter somewhere in Paris. The vocals? Pure venom. You can practically feel the spit flying through the mic as they scream their guts out. What sticks with me about this song is how relentless it is—no breathing room, no chill moments, just an all-out assault on your eardrums. If you’re not headbanging within ten seconds, check your pulse because something’s wrong.
Then there’s “Yes, We Fuck,” which might have the most in-your-face title ever. And yeah, the track lives up to it. It’s chaotic, pissed-off, and kinda hilarious if you think about it too hard. There’s something about the way the drums pummel you into submission while the guitars screech like banshees fighting over a last cigarette. I remember this one because it’s impossible to forget—it’s like getting sucker-punched by someone wearing brass knuckles but laughing at the same time.
The rest of the album keeps that same energy. Tracks like “Take This!” and “Violence OST” hit like a freight train made of broken glass and bad attitudes. Even the title track, “Some Reasons To Kill,” brings the noise with enough fury to make you wanna flip a table or two. These guys weren’t trying to reinvent hardcore—they were just trying to destroy everything in their path, and damn if they didn’t succeed.
So what’s the deal with this album? Why does it stick with me? Maybe it’s because it’s so unapologetically nasty. Or maybe it’s because listening to it feels like taking a crowbar to the skull—but in a good way. Whatever the reason, Some Reasons To Kill is proof that sometimes, the best art comes from pure, unbridled anger.
And honestly? If this album was a person, it’d probably be banned from every bar in France. But hey, that’s what makes it awesome.
