In the hidden rap dungeons located far away in the land of Memphis, came one of the most notorious, most evil sounding and sinister rap group of all time, first known as Triple 6 Mafia. The group was founded by Lord Infamous, Juicy J, and DJ Paul on a basis of creating ethereal rap that captured what a graveyard sounds like on Halloween, displaying the catacombs of rap that would influence thousands of rappers in an underground movement that went global.
Their debut record, Mystic Stylez, is a love letter to the harsh grindhouse movies of the 1970’s, the slashers and thrillers in the 1980’s, and the blood-soaked films of the Hammer Horror tropes, it is a graveyard lovers dream that combines the authenticity of hip-hop influence along with a sense of disconnection from the physical world. Prominence and shock value is something that was entirely at its height in the 1990’s, between N.W.A. to Geto Boys, there were hundreds of influential rap destroyers coming from all over America that brought new and ugly styles with each step of the way. Three 6 Mafia was much of the same as they were able to instantly light the competition ablaze with the wizard-esque production that felt almost medieval and torturous. With a brief introduction, Three 6 Mafia jumps into “Break Da Law ‘95’”, a rough skit of being mobbed on, which is then followed by DJ Paul beginning “Nigga recognize the Triple 6 shit, It’s so fucking thick. We gotta lay it down, we gotta spray, we gotta break ya bitch”. There is by no means any hope that comes from the Triple 6 in the first moments, Mystic Stylez presents itself as a standout assault on the lyrical output and with the annihilation through a cryptic, but stylish set of percussion and 808 clicks that have become so popular today.
Going from artists as Lil Ugly Mane or $uicideboy$, it is easy to understand where a large amount of their inspiration came from in the way the structure of the tracks are set and on the lyrical themes. It is cruel, but never becomes crude in anyway. Mystic Stylez is incredibly clean throughout the entire sixteen-track-record. It is also in the features where Triple 6 Mafia is able to balance a set of voices that incudes female vocalist, Gangsta Boo who shines on “In Da Game”, a later track that uses Boo as the set piece and catalyst of rough poetry, “Slip yo ass in a coffin bitch, because you run your fucking lip… Hoe you gotta go, listen deep this pimping really quick before I split your dome”. It is then when the other members of Three 6 Mafia creep in after her as Juicy J climbs onto the microphone, stating, “Everyday pushing plenty keys, nigga don’t know me. Cause I ain’t no phony, and I ain’t the nigga you can whoop and call me toby. Low key on his ass, waiting for the night to come, so I can kick down his door and make him give me some”. There are moments when the vulgarity is taken back behind the production of Juicy J and DJ Paul who handled every single track on Mystic Stylez. The incredible feat, along with making a unique style at the ages of nineteen and eighteen is immaculate.
There is a reason why Mystic Stylez continues to reign as one of the best hip-hop releases of the 1990’s. It stands out for the way it can create the graveyard and make for a serious illustration of the future of hip-hop that would crash like a storm to the present day. It was the trendsetters of Three 6 Mafia that introduced some of the modern favorites of today, giving them a rubric that is still to this day, being implemented.
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The beach is a hard setting to capture, and even harder to replicate with picture-perfect motions, the feelings of the sand that fills between your feet, the sun that beats down with a warm, gentle glow; the sound of the waves that crash, and the beauty that is Gilded Pleasures by The Growlers.
The tapped and strummed guitar that opens the stage for The Growlers is incredibly bright, shining heavily over the dreaming vacation-esque production of gentle bursts that flood into the frame. It is a slow, but consistent drive through Gilded Pleasures, it takes the time to enjoy the scenery, transcending over “Dogheart II”, a gracious and care-free jam that features lines that can border well with the glorified production, explaining, “Her skin turns into leather, hearts begin to callous, nothing in this world lasts forever”. It is a sullen story that floats above the clouded instrumentation, but has a gleam behind it that relates well to the overarching sound of Gilded Pleasures. The transition that moves into one of the following tracks, “Tell It How It Is” creates a lustrous segue into the more upbeat styling of The Growlers where the chords of the strings from Matt Taylor, Kyle Straka, and Anthony Braun-Perry can become a flowing movement that blankets the production. The percussion from Scott Montoya then starts to groove in a similar fashion as the hi-hats that are actually quite subtle for the track, taking a back-seat to the vocals from Brooks Nielsen.
The Growlers then tap into the desert folk of “Ol’ Rat Face” where a large portion of the track hangs in the balance of a glimmering, almost moonlit production that can capture this cascading lyrical display of, “He never had a decent chance, thieving like its his birth right. Here comes Ol’ Rat Face, drunk again and shedding lies”. The Growlers shine a strange, twisted light on the sound that is displayed throughout Gilded Pleasures as every track feels as though a ray of sunshine and it is surrounded by a boundary of sound that is stretched beyond belief in the desert heat that can almost be felt through their music. It is on the near final-moments of Gilded Pleasures where “Ego Of Man” comes sliding into frame and takes a similar approach from the other tracks that came previously, but uses more effects on the guitars that shift the sound into an atmospheric crawl.

The sudden crashes of noise that create the almost-winded production is a great last push toward the end that can shine one more time on “Ego Of Man”. Almost as quickly as the track jumps into the sudden incline of sound, there is a jump off of the deep end that constricts around the usual loose production. It is a style switch up in sound that is a break from the mostly straight forward tracks on Gilded Pleasures and makes for a stand-out cut.
While still gorgeous, The Growlers keep the twenty-eight-minute release a short, and to-the-point lane of movements that resonates well within their discography. As they would move on to do sold-out tours around the world, The Growlers keep a style about themselves. They are eased to move at moments, but Gilded Pleasures is a wonderful example of mesmerizing beauty.
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From the subtle piano notes that gracefully begin to fill the foreground, the recording can still pick up the background noise that sounds so similar to the hiss of a vinyl record. The percussion splashes on the cymbals are a clear, but calm indication of some backbone of rhythm. Then finally, as the horns begin to flood in the remaining sound, Miles Davis makes his first appearance in one of the most influential jazz albums of the century.
Kind of Blue was a stepping stone for Davis to fully realize the potential behind his trumpet, and to capitalize on his talents. The style to this day is instantly recognizable among the Jazz Elite, and among the dabblers that can pin-point his exact sound with ease. His opening track, “So What” is iconic in the way that it paints the vivid imagery of the late 1950’s noire. On the cusp of the 1960’s, Miles Davis creates a masterpiece from a steady stream of consciousness behind immaculate breath control and expertise behind his play style. Along side him, are some of the most renown jazz instrumentalists of the time, Bill Evans, Jimmy Cobb, Paul Chambers, John Coltrane, Julian “Cannonball” Adderley, and even Wynton Kelly on “Freddie Freeloader”. The group made for an inseparable amount of chemistry in the recording studio where Davis conducted the group in a slow, but gentle easing of some of Jazz’s heavyweights.

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Sporadic, spazzed out, and rule-breaking; Injury Reserve is a shifting triple-headed monster of hip-hop lyricism and production that takes new twists and turns down the path to change the formula and create a different spectrum of style. Their first full-studio project, Floss is a mixture of odd, almost jungle production from Parker Corey, while two MC’s, Ritchie with A T, and Stepa J Groggs take over in an onslaught of fresh, but consistent tracks that cut through the hip-hop silence like a deadly blade.
Opening with the gentle piano chords of “Oh Shit!!!”, the turnstiles quickly shift with the warping synths that clang and bang over the gorgeous piano as both MC’s begin to take over. Ritchie with a T begins with a verse that conforms roughly over the sound explaining, “Oh Shit! They said ‘Man we want some more hits. Man, this sound like some shit from ‘06’”. Ritchie then explains, “I say this ain’t jazz rap, this that this that spazz rap, this that raised by the internet, ain’t had no dad rap…Watch your son and your daughter cause them pigs will snatch that”. Floss is a composition that takes thousands of different paths and is able to be surprising at every turn that it takes, as “Oh Shit!!!” starts to reach its second verse from Stepa J Groggs, the production begins to continue to playfully dance along with the chaos and truly begin to form under the pressure of the rhymes. Groggs describes, “Remember momma told me that I need to get my act together, ten years passed, the only difference is I’m rapping better”.
The then sudden transition into the following track, “Bad Boys 3” takes inspiration from what sounds similar to Kanye West’s work with the multiple vocal samples that work synonymous together to create the backing of the instrumental. It is also played collectively with this bouncing illustration of 808 keys that click along and boom behind the verses where Ritchie with a T can wittily describe, “Man, I’m dressed like Carlton, I’m the black Ben Carson…I say on my p’s and q’s like I cam from Figg, got it down to the T cause my name’s legit. Killing it since Motorola Razors paper thin”. Injury Reserve works well when the verses act as a tornado-tag-team effort and where the beat can perfectly shift right with the mostly brash style of both lyricists. There are moments however, where Injury Reserve can completely break the tension and let loose with a cut like, “S On Ya Chest” that takes the schizophrenic pressure away from the action, and instead take more of an uplifting approach.

With a beat that sounds from MF DOOM’s personal vault, “S On Ya Chest” is hopeful, showing the more proper side of Injury Reserve where they can ride a jazz influenced beat, making it into their own similar style. With the horns that play behind them, the phonetic sound of clicks and tongue flicks that create the most humanistic styled track on Floss. Groggs explains, “Ready to tour the world, I’m done with this local shit. If you got the crazy bars, then we the locoest. Say with an A’s fitted like Coco Crisp…I’m just a common man out here trying to do it for the people, looking at these rappers, I don’t see too many equals”. The outro then shows more signs of going back to the synthetic style as a quick, higher-pitched voice comes breaking through and spits a verse that is faster than any other verse on the rest of the album. It takes “S On Ya Chest” into a sudden silence.
The atmosphere on Floss is the best aspect of how it can describe a story perfectly and really feel as a story book. The movements and way that Injury Reserve can really capture the listener with each track, forming these different worlds within Floss is just simply incredible. They are an experimental mix that takes new sides in an all out war of creation in hip-hop. Injury Reserve takes large strides in expressionism, but never strays too far away to become irrational; they hit a perfect balance that is nearly impossible.
Marilyn Manson has been in the musical spotlight since the 1990’s with his cutting-edge antics and catchy tracks that were both socially conscious, and incredibly produced. He influenced pop culture and managed to shift genres at an incredible rate with each album release, breaking the boundaries on a mainstream level. In a modern world, Manson translates well with the incoming wave of new shocking artists who have tried to out-do him time time again. His newest record, Heaven Upside Down is by no means shocking, as a matter of fact it is quite the opposite. Manson has not completely lost its edge, but it has become a much more dull piece if it is being approached as so.
Heaven Upside Down is not going to blow the roofs off of churches and shock parents as Manson did at the height of his career. Now, Manson is more of a shuffling ghost, but this is actually perfect for how he is transitioning from album to album. His last piece, The Pale Emperor was one of Manson’s best releases in years where he could take a steady, but mostly down-tempo approach to the majority of the songs that relied on noise and effects to get the general, ominous sound. On Heaven Upside Down, Manson takes elements from his previous albums in both The Pale Emperor, Born Villain, and even Mechanical Animals where the industrial and abrasive style is toned down and instead turned in for a much more humanistic, more personal Manson. The production on Heaven Upside Down is lovely, and the actual instruments that are used sound better than ever as they are crisp and catchy. From the synths that fill the room like a smoke-screen to the guitars that cut through the silence like a knife. Manson’s sense of serious danger might not exist within himself anymore as the culture has shifted and become more callus, but the catchy tracks and the damning sound is still there behind him.
Manson begins with “Revelation #12”, the heaviest track on Heaven Upside Down and at first impression felt like a quick, grinding hell-ride of noisy feedback that is mixed with a shouting Manson over an industrial styled production. It is a natural progression in Manson as he changes as an artist and begins to form new ideas that he changes his entire style, while keeping a consistent and iconic sense of technique. Manson’s style is something that can be recognized instantly even after being changed throughout his near twenty-five years in the industry. The grinding style that the first three tracks adopt is similar to Born Villain but with a new twist in the way that he integrates more computerized sounds and takes serious notes from the noise-era in music. He works well with taking all these incredible elements of music, shifting them to become his own and to work exactly for him.
In a track like “SAY10”, Manson is residing more towards his area of shocking style, but it just comes off as a little comedic. This was one of the tracks that stands out for how violent and sadistic the instrumental and production is behind Manson’s voice, but his lyrics are bordering on the line of cliché as he describes, “You say ‘God’ and I say ‘SAY10’”. The words are not really one of the strong suits of the album as the instrumentals are the main thing that moves the storyboard along, while Manson delivers some just okay lyrics within his tracks. A track like “KILL4ME” was another that stood out for how the production sounds like a twisted Depeche Mode with the shining synths that play over Manson’s twisted lyrics, “Would you kill, kill, kill for me? I love you enough to ask again”.
There are moments where Heaven Upside Down does truly shine, and these are the parts in which the mighty bird can spread its wings and fly. In other times, it just feels like another Manson album and does not really have the same impact it did when his shock was the main attraction to his music, but the incredible lyrics and movie-esque production made the whole experience worth it. Manson still has these aspects, but they are toned down; the shock has now been released after so many artists have taken what he created and shifted it to become darker than ever imagined. He still creates fantastic music, but the shock god has left the building, and does not show much signs of coming back.
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