AIN’T NO FUN IF THE ALIENS CAN’T HAVE NONNNNEEEEEE
Death Grips is great headache music. I mean that in the best possible way. Seriously, when I first heard their acclaimed 2011 debut Exmilitary there was a moment, I think right around “Takyon (Death Yon),” where I had to stop because my ears were exhausted and my brain was literally throbbing. And you know what? I kept going because I was enjoying every minute of it.
Out of Cali, Death Grips is rapper MC Ride (well, I use “rapper” loosely, the dude is basically a terror-mad visionary spouting off all sorts of crazy-ass shit) and rockers Zach Hill and Andy Morin. The music is simply batshit insane, full of digital noise, fierce yells, and general, genuine instability. I love this kind of music–it’s daring and insane. This ain’t no chill out, background music, it grabs you by the balls and demands to be heard. This is the soundtrack to the apocalypse and you’ll love every minute of it. Death Grips keeps things endlessly interesting and metal as fuck (see: the uncensored cover of their third release No Love Deep Web), and I’ve been following their work closely.
“Spread Eagle Cross The Block” was that jam that made me realize that this group is awesome as hell. Rocking a sample of Link Ray‘s “Rumble” and throwing in that awesome vocal sample from the Beastie Boys, Ride unleashes with utterly bizarre rants which terrify and captivate, unconcerned with anything like following the beat… or making sense. It’s all gloriously grating and a lot of fun.