"Punk rock should mean freedom. Liking and accepting anything that you like. Playing whatever you want, as sloppy as you want. As long as it’s good and it has passion."

This is how In Love With An Apparition begins. This is how Document #8 opens, the most cult work of Pg. 99. And this is their philosophy. 

They call your music Screamo, but you don't like this label. You're more of a generalist, not letting yourself be confined to categories.

Pg. 99 considered themselves a damn punk band, hardcore if you really want to, any other classification was useless, they wouldn't have used it themselves.  

Here Pg. 99 are not only at the peak of their work, not only at the peak of particular sounds but at their very personal fulfillment as living beings. Their philosophy here is definitively applied, the group is a single entity that as a single mind thinks, writes, and plays in a perfectly coordinated and amplified manner. 

The sonic aggression this time is perhaps less violent but creates an atmosphere, a more dark and distressing veil, the sound is opened up and made simultaneously more oppressive, and you can already see some peculiar characteristics of the great City Of Caterpillar where 2 Pg. 99 members will go on to play. The lyrics, organized into a concept with the story of a protagonist, are terse, painful, the result of existential crises and fleeting glimpses into the abyss of madness. Everything is encapsulated in seven swirling and erosive tracks that ultimately leave a crater where once your sanity was.

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