Monthly Archives: November 2011

Stuff We Like: Violent Jay’s Twitter Feed.

The talkative half of the Insane Clown Posse raps about collecting severed heads, keeps his dignity after having his phone eaten by a pelican, spreads the word of God via Evangelical Christian Shock-Rock, starts the world’s first Waffle-House Brawl (please, please look up their mugshots), and puts the white face-paint over his goatee because he does not give a damn. Seriously, have you ever tried to read his tweets? It’s the diary of a suburban madman, he’s lost and confused. Gems like “I’m about to take JJ to Toys R Us cuz I ran over his bike this morning” and “I made friends with a big raccoon at home, fed him lunch meat by hand. Now he keeps sellin me out, tippin over garbage cans and shit. Furry hoe” are the tip of the iceberg here. It doesn’t matter what his music sounds like: when a man makes a Western movie called “Big Money Rustlaz” and doesn’t even bother to take off his clown makeup? That is the sort of thing that earns a man’s respect. Please follow him.

MMFWCLJ or whatever.

Originally published in The Peak, November 2010. ‘Stuff We Like’ is a brief comedic column, generally commenting on things we find hilarious, or, you know, Like. If this article creates any ICP fans, I apologize deeply and sincerely. 

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The Creepshow – They All Fall Down

Heavy on the Vincent Price melodrama, every album by poppy Ontario psychobillies The Creepshow opens with an ominous sermon by organist Reverend McGinty. The theme this time? “Busy taking revenge.” This is the outfit’s third outing – second with vocalist Sarah “Sin” Blackwood – and though nothing is going to match the raw energy of her sister Hellcat on their debut “Sell Your Soul”, the clean production and flat-out enthusiasm on display here make for a solid entry. Taking their sermon setup as a full-on conceptual statement, this album displays a rare thematic consistency for the genre (no, Zombies and B-Movies don’t count): it’s a psychobilly road trip  to exact revenge, packed with all the speeding cars, pulpy murders and thumping standup-bass lines we’ve learned to expect from this oufit. Pleasingly consistent and increasingly poppy, The Creepshow know how to write catchy songs: from the doo-wop of “Sleep Tight” to Less-Than-Jake doppelganger “Hellbound”, Sin never misses a beat handling double-duty on guitar and vocals. Sure the wailing man-choruses and opening tracks get repetitive (they back-loaded this one, listen through!), but for a band that cribs equally from The Misfits and The Stray Cats, who expected otherwise? This is Canadian pop-psychobilly at its most promising – it just needs more sting and variety.

A-

Originally Published in The Peak, October 2010.

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Die Antwoord – $0$

The first time I watched ‘Enter the Ninja’ I said it was the worst thing I’d ever seen. In my rush to condemn Ninja and his cohort as aggressively stupid, an easy mistake to make, I missed the point: I forgot to have fun. South-African lovechild of performance artist Watkin Tudor Jones (formerly Max Normal, Ninja now) and partner Yo-landi Visser (Vi$$er), Die Antwoord’s debut will make your head spin. Equal parts hip-hop and rave, each track sees Ninja and Vi$$er throwing rhymes and sing-song choruses over startlingly diverse arrangements by shadow-member DJ Hi-Tek, jumping genre to genre, beat to beat, multiple times per track. Vi$$er has a haircut like an overturned cereal bowl and a voice like a deranged Care-Bear. Ninja is covered in crude tattoos and shoves more explicit syllables (English and Afrikaans! Rhymed or not!) into any given verse than Eminem on a sugar-rush – and if it all seems remarkably crude, you’re onto something: it’s a joke. Or rather, it’s “Zef”: Die Antwoord’s fictional-alter-ego style is a sort of Cape Town suburban gangster, frolicking in bombastic sexuality and hilarious, overblown braggadocio. This makes their Youtube videos a (seriously nsfw) must. Falling somewhere between daringly stupid and shockingly proficient, Die Antwoord is all about fun, and they might even be the most straight-faced satire of hip-hop culture you’ll ever see. It is incredibly difficult to tell. $0$ is fascinatingly weird and entertaining as hell, so abandon rationality and indulge your Zef Side.

B+

Originally published in The Peak, October 2010. 

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