Born out of frustration and boredom like all true youth cults, Forced Reality came bursting out of Waterbury, CT in 1986. Waterbury’s one-time brass empire was in decline, not unlike a lot of the country. While the nation was standing on the verge of war, the underground realms of thrash and punk weren’t cutting it for everyone. Standing in line at an Iron Maiden concert Peter Morcey saw “I will be a skinhead until the day I die” graffitied on a brick wall. Something clicked. Somewhere out there, a pack of freshly shaved aggro youth was ready to trash.