So when the New Haven-bred hard-core band has to endure yet another inquisitor's question about just where the heck its mad-as-hell-and-I'm-not-going-to-take-it-anymore lyrics could've come from, its members get a bit, well, touchy.

"True angst and contempt of what's going on in the world is everywhere," vocalist Jamey Jasta said earlier this year. "Some people look at us and say, 'What do you have to be angry about? You're from Connecticut where it's rolling grassy hills.' Man, all our friends are struggling with dead-end jobs, drug problems. Two of our past drummers are in jail. You're a product of your own environment.

"I have a 3-year-old, and when I look around and see struggling every day, I think, why would I bring a child into this world?"

OK, Jamey. Just chill, buddy. Everything's gonna be all right.

Hatebreed brings its entire cannon of speed-metal guitar riffs, drum assaults and phlegm-clearing vocalese to a Pipeline Cafe concert Saturday.

Their songs are chock full of enough vitriol and brooding hostility to whet the appetites of psychologists everywhere. "A Call For Blood," for instance, from the band's most recent CD "Perseverance," isn't about giving it up for your local blood bank.

But many are actually surprisingly positive, hopeful and full of solutions. The lyrics of "I Will Be Heard" — arguably the band's most-recognized song, having backed Vin Diesel's avalanche surfing in last summer's "XXX" film — are heavy with the kind of self-motivational mumbo jumbo that typically makes Celine and Mariah salivate. "Proven," also from "Perseverance," actually contains the lyric, "I have respect, honor and dedication for my family and my friends." Awwww.

With most of Hatebreed's core fan-base still well under drinking age, the occasional positive vibe is all part the band's desire to teach the children well. On stage, Jasta encourages fans to follow their dreams while telling them not to take crap from anyone.