I used to know this guy in college who had the thickest Trinidadian accent known to man. He also stuttered. He’d walk around the halls, barefoot, tripping on his jeans, talking and stuttering to anyone, laughing like a mad man the whole live long day. He’d trip over his pants, and talk to a girl, and then trip on his pants, and talk to me, laughing and chuckling and going, “Nawww, naw, man, now,” to questions I didn’t know I’d asked. But he was fun as hell, and a great guy to have around. Usually, our banter would consist of his homeland’s range of food or a girl’s ass, to which he’d go, “Sheeeeeeeeeet, yaw yawww.” Sometimes you could find him up at 4 a.m., drawing superman or listening to music and altering the reality of everyone around him.”
That’s kind of how I feel about Death Grips.
I can’t always make out what’s happening, and I’m slightly confused, but I know in my heart that they are doing what they want to do – 100%.
Now you may be asking, “Hey, Alex, why the frig are you reviewing two records that came out in 2012, from a band who got dropped from their major label after they, themselves, leaked the entire album on the ‘net?”
And I’d say,”Because I need to you, fool, to listen to these records and answer your own damn question, you tit!”
The Money Store
Let me state: this is not doom rap, the buzzword used so often in every goading article I see on these guys. In fact, as some of you may know, I’m not into the labels people throw around anymore, because what’s doom? and what’s rap? If I were pressed by someone asking, “Then what do they sound like?”, I’d be inclined to compare them to Black Flag, The Stooges or Bad Brains
The Money Store is the record I needed to hear now. I needed to know that in 2012 / 2013, there are people able to cross genres and produce work equal parts art and music.
It’s all the great things I love: clipping loops, big ass drums, noise, samples, distorted-as-shit lyrics, NIN craftsmanship with enough balls to be enjoyable, without being egocentric.
I’ll state this right now: this is not for everyone, but if you want more energy, some noise, some neck-wobbling, cool-as-a-motherfather tracks, then Death Grips needs to be in your pipe.
Standout tracks are ‘Hacker’ (song of the year!), ‘The Fever’, ‘Get Got’, ‘Blackjack’, ‘Lost Boys’, ‘Punk Weight’, and ‘System Blower’.
No Love Deep Web
If you checked out The Money Store first, No Love Deep Web will sound colder, and heavier, more steering towards nightmare fuel than hardcore punk. But that’s because it’s more minimal and angrier than the previous release.
Vocalist MC Ride is chock full of death-row confessions speaking behind less-crazed tracks which will leave the uninitiated standing outside like a wet dog. It’s a great contrast, though – when you stack these two up. Just be warned, when you look for the uncensored album art, you may just get more than you bargained for.