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THIRTEEN YEARS OF UNWANTED OPINION

Day: February 2, 2024

Natas – Multikillionaire: The Devil’s Contract (1997)

Natas – Multikillionaire: The Devil’s Contract (1997)

For when you run out of old school wicked shit acid rap era Esham to listen to, there’s always a gang of fuckin’ Natas records for you to fall back on. Multikillionaire is not a far cry from a regular Esham record, with The Bogeyman on production duty (and we all love Esham’s production, right?), and taking up a good 40/50% of the verses here too. TNT is on point too, the only thing really dragging Natas down in quality is Mastamind (unless I got TNT and Mastamind mixed up). I don’t want to speak ill of the dead but he’s not quite on the same level as Esham and TNT. Don’t me wrong, I’d still listen to a Mastamind LP any day of the week, but he’s the obvious weakest link here. That’s a small complaint though, in reality. This is some great old school “horrorcore” shit.

Solanum – Spheres Of Time (1998)

Solanum – Spheres Of Time (1998)

The “Space Ambient” tag is relevant here, especially on closing track “Space And Time” which sees the more typical dungeon synth structures fall away for something that is altogether more new age and Berlin School mixed together into one strange melting pot. The first three tracks are more in the vein of what you would expect from cavernous 90s synthesizer music in this vein, but with more active, orchestral elements at the forefront, rather than dense atmosphere fogs. The racing hi-hat rushes of the almost hip-hop beat in the closing track (wait, did Solanum low-key invent the trap hi-hat rush? lmao) are a bit jarring, especially as the record closes on this note. Entertaining work, whichever way you cut the cake. Some of the artwork over the years for this thing has ranged considerably from the shittiest of demo covers all the way through to full colour re-issue pieces:

Butcher’s Harem – Snuff Porn Gore (2011)

Butcher’s Harem – Snuff Porn Gore (2011)

Not gonna lie, I usually enjoy the wicked, disgusting end of horrorcore more when it has less of a polished sound and more of a janky, fucked up production. Snuff Porn Gore, as uninspiring a title as that is, is a nice exception. This is THE Billy Big Bollocks of the horrorcore world, especially in the circles of MC Bushpig and the extended cast of the Harem / Suicide Rap Orgy. It’s extra layers of polish and hard-hitting production do not detract in any way from the filth, grime and utter revolting disgust one should expect from a record such as this. In fact, it puts those grisly parts under a microscope with a clearer lense – I can understand half of the shit these guys are saying now LOL! And trust me, it’s fucking rancid. Some of the extended artwork for this thing is pretty wild – I think it would have been better as the true front cover (proceed at your own risk!)

VHSテープリワインダー – Red Light District (2015)

VHSテープリワインダー – Red Light District (2015)

Smooth, relaxing vaporwave that doesn’t fall off too far into the ether due to the ever-prominent prescence of ticking beats holding everything together like glue. I’m not sure of the album’s aesthetic, being from the UK I have of course been to the red light districts of Amsterdam and Brussels to have a nosey at what goes on, but the IRL vibe at these kinds of places is so much more chaotic than the tunes on display here that it clashes a bit with the atmosphere that the record is trying to build. This is a “me” problem though. All in all, a solid album.

MC Bushpig & MC Mule – Tape 1 (2003)

MC Bushpig & MC Mule – Tape 1 (2003)

Well, this is an interesting listen, even for those who may be already versed in the world of MC Bushpig or the Suicide Rap Orgy. Weird, angular, and downright obstructive beats and backing tracks are the order of the day, and the vocals are more amateurish than the other releases, especially from MC Mule, but it’s quick to adjust to the vibe and roll with. Tape 1 is worth listening to for the production alone, even if this kind of “horrorcore” is not your bag. The beats on this are so fucking wicked and twisted and garbled and fucked up, it really fucking rules.