
Thinking of how one my favourite current hardcore bands is calling it quits and talking to some of the Justice dudes during the past few weeks has brought back a bunch of memories of this band that somehow always could be found in the eye of the storm. Every move they made was closely followed, cheered on by those who were into them and frowned upon by those that weren't or simply did not get it. No matter what, Justice always did exactly and exclusively what they wanted to, wrote the songs they felt like they had to and said what they felt needed to be said. I was lucky enough to see them live a ton of times in a ton of places, all over Europe and even the States. I roadied for them on a few tours and weekend trips (even managed to put on Bulldoze on one of those trips, much to Erik Tilburg's disgust) and can honestly say they were one of those bands whose live sets always put on a smile on my face and constantly renewed my faith in hardcore.
Honestly, when Justice got started I wasn't sure what to think of the whole thing. They were a bunch of weird dudes (in a nice way) whom I didn't know that well. They hadn't really done any notable bands before so I didn't quite know what to expect. However when they hit the stage for their first show (Edge Day 2003, Ghent) anticipation was high. I still remember being puzzled by the whole thing. Sure, Spoiler looked hard with that bass guitar but their songs sounded like such a mess, it was hard to tell what was going on. Not one to be taken aback by a sloppy set or a weary reaction, Filip busted out the craziest moves and said a couple of insane things inbetween songs. I remember thinking to myself that this dude was born to be a frontman.
When a little later their demo was released I was floored. You could actually hear the songs now and damn... they were good. Great even. Catchy as hell, simple and hard. On the way back from a show at the other end of Belgium we listened to that demo tape non stop. From then on things snowballed, Justice got better and better, more confident (surely Erik Tilburg joining their ranks helped a lot) and the response they got was getting quite enthusiastic to say the least. Dead Stop and Justice made 2004 an unforgettable year.
Later on that year, Geert Hollanders (aka G. Powered) and myself found ourselves caught in the middle of the Justice moshpit at Ninja Fest while everyone around us was losing their mind... We looked at eachother and knew right there and then that this band was pulling off something incredible. By that time their 7" had already found its way into the hands and hearts of kids all over. Though to some Justice was nothing more than a goofy, "mindless fun" sort of band it always struck me that no matter how much fun they had, they were dead serious about what they were doing and how they wanted to do it.

Not too long after Justice's first album came out (as self titled as it may have been, we all know it as "Elephant Skin") it became clear this band was gonna stick it out for a while. The album was full of well written songs, energy and spirit and made sure that those who hadn't discovered Justice yet, would do so now. Justice spent their summer that year touring the US and Europe with Mental, looking at that "Road Crew" shirt now I scratch my head and wonder how Spoiler survived those 2 months on the road on a diet of salted chips and Coca-Cola. Mind boggling.


I just noticed I got a little carried away. You are forgiven if you didn't actually read all of this. I feel fortunate to have been around while Justice was and would like to thank them for being the band that they are/were. Keep an eye out for Rhythm To The Madness and whatever Powered Records is up to next...
Peace, keep breathing.
2 comments:
Praises!
De Justice demo, in de auto na een show in ik zou durven zeggen Maasmechelen, maar ik denk Maaseik. Limburg in elk geval. We reden weg van de show, de demo werd in de radio geduwd en de eerste paar rondjes weigerde ik het te accepteren, tegen dat we City Of Cities bereikt hadden was de immer cynische thefleX. geplooid. Februari 2004, wat een tijd, zomer 2004, wat een tijd.
LOL@"relax buddy", mopje voor een man of 10 maximum!
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