FUEL FOR THE FIGHT

“Our Time Starts Now” comes in swinging like a spark catching dry tinder—sharp, loud, and refusing to apologize for its own heartbeat. This is the kind of guitar-driven punk-rock shake-up that feels born out of frustration but shaped by purpose. From the first hit of distortion, the track throws you straight into that raw, rebellious energy that defined a generation of alternative misfits… and honestly, it’s refreshing to hear it blaze back with this much conviction.

What makes it especially gripping is the emotional clarity behind all that grit. The track isn’t just noise or nostalgia—it’s a call to stop shrinking in the shadows of systems bigger than us, the kind that quietly chip away at your voice until you forget you had one. There’s a stubborn fire here, a sense of reclaiming your own weight in the world, and the music carries that message with genuine bite.

You can hear the years of distance and return baked into the sound. Nothing is glossy. Nothing is airbrushed. It’s guitar, bass, drums, and a voice that’s been waiting two decades to finally say what it means. And that rough edge? It’s the whole point. The song hits like a reminder that authenticity doesn’t need polish—it needs honesty.

“Our Time Starts Now” feels like someone kicking down their own door and inviting you to do the same. It’s lean, loud, and fiercely alive—a rallying cry wrapped in riffs, ready for anyone who’s tired of staying quiet.