Esham – “The Golden Age” review

This is the 24th studio LP from Detroit emcee/producer & Reel Life Productions founder Esham. Widely acknowledged as the godfather of horrorcore alongside his former Natas cohorts Mastamind & the late TNT, his run from 1989-2005 (particularly the albums KKKill the Fetus, Closed Casket & Doubelievengod?) would go on to lay out the groundwork for subsequent horrorcore acts such as the Insane Clown Posse & even Eminem. His output from Sacrificial Lambz onwards (essentially after his 2-album deal with Psychopathic Records from 02-05) has been a little hit or miss even though I love the single “S.S.M.D. (Stop Selling Me Drugs)” & Dichotomy respectively. Psyops however was a creative detour for Esham as he self-produced the whole thing for the first time in what seemed like a while conceptually revolving around what it was like for him living in Minneapolis during the George Floyd protests & a more rap rock inspired sound. He escaped Purgatory & preluded The Golden Age by serving up his 8th EP Amuse-Bouche, ushering the new era in 17 months later.

“The Golden Hour” sets up shop talking about rappers with no hope needing to cleanse their souls & introducing me to Count Tracula whereas “Power of Love” incorporates a vintage self-produced instrumental explaining that you don’t really want war with him. “CEO Killer” talks about hating liars & thieves more than being on welfare when he was growing up leading into “30 Gucci Purses” admitting he has no regrets of the amount of cash he’s spent.

Meanwhile on “Rain Drop”, we have Esham bringing back the boom bap vibes talking about the hate coming with the way he puts it down for the city since he does it so big while “F.I.L.A. (Fall In Love Again)” blends trap & pop rap tackling themes of romance. “Run It Back” goes for a smoother approach to the beat telling his lover there ain’t no slowing down since he has a lot speed while “Sexy” experiments with hip house interpolating “I’m Too Sexy” by Right Said Fred.

“Omg” starts the 2nd half of The Golden Age returning to the boom bap thanks to Dead Heat talking about being more insane than the wicked clowns themselves while “Narcissist” keeps things in the basement instrumentally speaking to himself showing y’all what wealth really is. “Slush” meshes a piano with kicks & snares talking about his heart being way too cold while the title track flexing that his paper’s too tall to fold.

Nearing the conclusion of The Golden Age, the song “Killing Time” finds himself waiting for a sickness to take him away while “A.M.F.D. (All My Friends are Dead)” combines dubstep production with horrorcore lyricism that winds up leaving me somewhat torn about it personally. “I Miss You” talks about the voices that he was hearing in his head was the money this whole entire time & “The Truth” finishes us off with a 2 minute rock outro showing off The Unholy’s singing chops.

Looking back at how reckless he was with his words when he was younger & cringing at it because the godfather of the wicked shit has obviously gotten much older, The Golden Age thematically opens up in regards to chasing what Esham thought success looked like whether it be industry recognition or respect from his own peers. Him continuing to do his own production again brings a smile to my face since that’s where a lot of his post-Psychopathic material until lately has lacked, recalling everything from the anxiety & depression to conquering Hell.

Score: 4/5

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Esham – “Amuse-Bouche” review

Detroit emcee/producer & Reel Life Productions founder Esham back for his 8th EP ahead of his 24th full-length. Widely acknowledged as the godfather of horrorcore alongside his former Natas cohorts Mastamind & the late TNT, his run from 1989-2005 (particularly the albums KKKill the Fetus, Closed Casket & Doubelievengod?) would go on to lay out the groundwork for subsequent horrorcore acts such as the Insane Clown Posse & even Eminem. His output from Sacrificial Lambz onwards (essentially after his 2-album deal with Psychopathic Records from 02-05) has been a little hit or miss even though I love the single “S.S.M.D. (Stop Selling Me Drugs)” & Dichotomy respectively. Psyops however was creative detour for Esham as he self-produced the whole thing for the first time in a while conceptually revolving around what it was like for him living in Minneapolis, Minnesota during the George Floyd protests & a more rap rock inspired sound. But coming fresh off escaping Purgatory last summer, East Side Hoes & Money is looking to serve the appetizer before the main entree on Amuse-Bouche.

The first song “Détroit (De-twah)” is a grimy self-produced trap opener to the EP talking about being stuck in the trap trying to get this cheese & after the first “French Lesson” interlude, “Back 2 Detroit” goes straight up boom bap charismatically telling the story of The Unholy himself. After the “Ahmooz-Boosh” interlude, Stretch Money went from growing up listening to his uncle playing Dead Flowerz & KKKill the Fetus to teaming up with the acid rap inventor himself on the single “Transmission Fluid” with it’s cloudy atmosphere & hi-hats repping 2 different generations of the east side, but then we’re treated to a surprising sequel to the title track of Esham’s first EP Erotic Poetry.

“Death by Snu Snu” named after a quote from one of the best Futurama episodes advising that “they don’t take sex styles back broken” & after another “French Lesson” interlude, “X-Men” featuring Jack Frost & Mastamind gives me a jazzy boom bap vibe instrumentally thanks to Dead Heat nearing the conclusion of the EP by having all 3 MCs explaining that some of y’all out here need to learn how to keep a different hoe & “I.G.S.O.I.D. (I Gotta Stop Or I’ll Die)” officially wraps up Amuse-Bouche talking about drug addiction & having to actually try to break the habit or else he’ll lose his own life.

Keeping in mind that Esham has a whole new LP coming down the pipe at some point in the near future, I completely understand why put banged out 7 new songs & sprinkling only 3 interludes in-between until then. In fact, this EP makes me excited for the new album since it further continues towards the trajectory that Psyops started & Purgatory traveled further down in the sense he’s gradually making better projects again. His production balances old & new sounds, the very few guests are fine represent different generations of motor city & the godfather of the wicked proves he’s still very much a capable storyteller.

Score: 3.5/5

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3-Headed Monster – “Rampage” review

This is the sophomore full-length album from horrorcore supergroup the 3-Headed Monster. Consisting of Detroit pioneers Esham & Violent J alongside Ouija Macc hailing from Las Vegas, all 3 members each have a distinctive history of their own. The first being the unholy godfather of the wicked shit founding Reel Life Productions, the other co-founded Psychopathic Records as 1/2 of the Insane Clown Posse whom the Boogey Man was once signed to from 2002-2005 & Ouija became the hatchet’s biggest solo act in 2017 following ICP severing ties with their former protégés the demented duo Twiztid earlier that same year despite them departing Psychopathic only 5 years before that to form Majik Ninja Entertainment now continuing to gradually build Chapter 17 Records as a dominant subsidiary of the label that runs beneath the streets as he’s been their only current artist other than the wicked clowns themselves since the pandemic. But as they begin the 2nd leg of their tour promoting their full-length debut Obliteration from over the summer displaying 3 generations of hip hop’s most underappreciated subgenre, the trio’s continuing their Rampage.

The intro begins with all 3 members aggressively going back & forth with each other on the mic over a rugged trap instrumental for a couple minutes proclaiming their greatest joy in life is to crush & destroy whereas “Bulldozer” works in a shimmery backdrop & hi-hats from Shaggytheairhead cautioning that everyone’s in danger. “End of Days” gives off a more cavernous trap vibe thanks to Devereaux making it clear that there ain’t no heroes in this saga just before the “Bepis” goes into atmospheric territory so Ouija Macc can whip up a solo joint & his rhyme schemes throughout are some the craziest he’s ever jotted.

“Sinister Super Sinister” by Violent J continues to demonstrate the talents of each member of the supergroup as he hops over a trap-rock crossover declaring himself to be exactly that leading into Esham’s solo cut “Cult Leader” diving headfirst into boom bap territory with some keyboard embellishments asking if one wants to lead a cult of their own. The 3-Headed Monster reunited as a unit for the chaotic trap banger “Red Pavement” looking to leave the haters laying, but then “Cobblestone” finds Ouija on his own again blending a suspenseful loop & hi-hats talking about them Sin City killas being at your neck.

The song “Pillow Talk” by Violent J goes for a more subdued trap sound proclaiming he gets down all the time killing for real & love how his new chick never asks why his clothes are bloody even though his raspy delivery is a little off-putting while “Dinero” by Esham talks about the money over a groovy sample flip. The title track though rounds out the trio’s sophomore effort with a 5 & a half minute trap heater taking away all the sunshine & rain in favor of smoke & fire instead.

The 3-Headed Monster’s formation has to be my personal favorite thing that Psychopathic has done all year even though I stand by me being happy to see them pumping out music at the rate they’ve been doing so all year, but I actually might like Rampage better than Obliteration by a hair. They’re stepping up their chemistry together on top of getting a couple chances to shine individually again & I love how the production sounds harder than our introduction to them over the summer.

Score: 4/5

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Esham – “Purgatory” review

This is the 23rd full-length album from Detroit emcee/producer & Reel Life Productions founder Esham. Widely acknowledged as the godfather of horrorcore alongside his former Natas cohorts Mastamind & the late TNT, his run from 1989-2005 (particularly the albums KKKill the Fetus, Closed Casket & Doubelievengod?) would go on to lay out the groundwork for subsequent horrorcore acts such as the Insane Clown Posse & even Eminem. His output from Sacrificial Lambz onwards (essentially after his 2-album deal with Psychopathic Records from 02-05) has been a little hit or miss even though I love the single “S.S.M.D. (Stop Selling Me Drugs)” & Dichotomy respectively. Psyops however was creative detour for Esham as he self-produced the whole thing for the first time in a while conceptually revolving around what it was like for him living in Minneapolis, Minnesota during the George Floyd protests & a more rap rock inspired sound. But after having the honor of meeting him personally last fall & coming fresh off the 3-Headed Monster’s full-length debut Obliteration last month, East Side Hoes And Money is looking to escape Purgatory.

“Active Shooter” is a rap metal opener with the acid rap pioneer can discuss the issue of kids killing kids whereas the self-produced “Circle of Proud” goes into a more groovy trap direction talking about “white noise”. More specifically: the far-right. “Circle of Wraith” shifts gears into rap metal territory again talking about sacrificing a goat, but then the first of 2 tracks featuring Jack Frost called “Circle of Avarice” has a rawer, drearier approach instrumentally to speak on greed.

Jack makes his 2nd consecutive & final appearance on the album with “Circle of Gluttony” over a bloodcurdling beat to habitual greed just before “St. Detroit” gives off a more angelic flare musically produced by the Drunken Master to pay homage to the 313, the city where they’ll eat motherfuckers for dinner. The title track embraces a more boom bap sound detailing the place we all fear leading into the acoustic heavy “Circle of Sloth” talking about all your pieces going back in the box when you’re done with the game of life.

“Bro” makes it clear that he don’t fuck with no rats over some twinkling keys & hi-hats while “Watch Me Do My Dace” kinda has a quirky trap appeal instrumentally telling everyone to witness him do exactly that. “Big Motion” is a synthesizer/boom bap crossover provided by the homie Dead Heat talking about rappers out here being way too dry while the glamorous trap cut “Me” featuring Mastamind getting on the more wicket side of things.

The dejecting piano chords & hi-hats on “El Sicarios” featuring Mastamind for the 2nd consecutive & final time comparing themselves to hitmen while “I Can’t Believe” is a sample-based boom bap joint talking about how wack is wack is regardless of what the streaming stats are which I agree. The song “Woke Up Quick” gives more of a synth-trap feeling doing exactly that simply because he’s from Motown while the atmospheric penultimate track “O.T.B. (Old Thing Back)” takes a trip down memory lane. “It’s a Vibe” is a fun closer celebrating that he’s still alive out here & that they gon’ ride.

Psyops being a step in the right direction for Esham as it was had me anticipating Purgatory a bit more than I’ve done so with some of his material within the last 15 years truthfully & he continues to move towards that trajectory a year & a half later. The political rap metal influences from that previous album makes it’s way here dashed with boom bap & trap detours too so the Unholy can take us through uncovering the secrets lying beyond the intermediate state after physical death for expiatory purification.

Score: 3.5/5

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3-Headed Monster – “Obliteration” review

The 3-Headed Monster is a horrorcore supergroup consisting of Esham, Violent J & Ouija Macc. One of them being the unholy godfather of the wicked shit founding Reel Life Productions, the other co-founded Psychopathic Records as 1/2 of the Insane Clown Posse whom the Boogey Man was once signed to from 2002-2005 & the other has become the hatchet’s biggest artist since Twiztid departed over a decade ago to form Majik Ninja Entertainment now continuing to gradually build Chapter 17 Records as a subsidiary of the label that runs beneath the streets as he’s been their only current artist other than the wicked clowns themselves since the pandemic. But as they head out on the road earlier this week fresh off Bloody Sunday & Detritus alongside the preparation of Purgatory next month, they’re announcing the formation of the trio & even unleashing a full-length debut.

After the intro, the first song “Fire Breathin’” opens things up with a hardcore hip hop anthem produced by Dead Heat advising to run from the 3-Headed Monster itself whereas “Crushin’” blends trap with rock & these grueling bells during the hook talking about squashing on all y’all motherfuckers. “Clownzilla” gives off a more suspenseful trap groove courtesy of Shaggytheairhead so J can himself the Godzilla of juggalos just before “Juggalos 4 Jesus” gives off a cloudier route thanks to Devereaux with Ouija heavily calling back to “24/7” off 4th album Closed Casket which is widely considered by suicidalists to be his best even though I’d put KKKill the Fetus above it personally.

“Don’t Sell Your Soul” switches things up with a jazzy boom bap ballad as Esham solely reminds the world to never sellout leading into “The Biggest” weaves these chilling horn melodies likening themselves to 30 gorillas referencing WCW original Giant González. “Leave That Dope Alone” is another Esham solo cut works in a soul sample with these kicks, snares & twinkling keys so he can get on his hustler shit à la Dead Flowerz that is until Violent J singlehandedly covers “Possum Kingdom” by The Toadies which really isn’t a surprise to me considering the Duke’s love for rock music. Especially with Zug Izland’s debut album Cracked Tiles turning 20 this year & that being one of the most underrated Psychopathic albums of all-time in my humble juggalo opinion.

Meanwhile, “Kiccin’ the Bass” dives into the wavy trap territory including a chopped & screwed samples of “What’s a Juggalo?” off their 1997 wicked shit masterpiece as well as this reviewer’s personal favorite Joker’s Card The Great Milenko & even “Dead Body Man” off my 2nd favorite Card Riddle Box for the hook so Ouija can shine with his own solo cut talking about being born as a corpse that they called a disgrace that is until “Shaggy Shit” pops up as a brief Shaggy 2 Dope interlude. The final song ends the album “Rubble” finds the 3-Headed Monster reuniting once more with monster movie soundtrack flips spitting that hardcore shit one more time & the Mike E. Clark remix of “Fire Breathin’” is most certainly on par with the original.

If you call yourself a fan of the wicked shit, then you’d know how much of a big deal this album is considering Esham’s influence on ICP & eventually ICP’s on Ouija. We knew they were going on tour together too, but the formation of 3-Headed Monster & Obliteration as their debut is as enjoyable as the Quest for the Ultimate Groove that Shaggs went on last weekend. Each member’s generationally distinctive styles are all well displayed & to hear their chemistry together is quite fascinating.

Score: 4/5

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Esham – “Psyops” review

Esham is a 48 year old MC/producer from Detroit, Michigan who is widely recognized as the godfather of horrorcore alongside his former Natas cohorts Mastamind & the late TNT. His run from 1989-2005 (particularly the albums KKKill the Fetus, Closed Casket & Doubelievengod?) would go on to lay out the groundwork for subsequent horrorcore acts such as the Insane Clown Posse & even Eminem. His output since then has incredibly inconsistent but after dropping an unbearable cover of “Rock ‘n’ Roll N****r” by the punk poet laureate Patti Smith herself over the spring, I was still morbidly curious going into The Unholy’s 22nd full-length offering given his impact on this reviewer’s hometown as well as the most underappreciated subgenre of hip hop culture.

“Off Duty” opens the album with some funky bass licks & a heavy guitar calling out the guy who filmed George Floyd’s murder rather than doing something whereas “Wildlife” keeps the rap rock vibes going detailing how it is in the jungles even though I don’t really like how muffled Esham’s voice is. “B.L.M. (Burn, Loot, Murder)” has a riff buried in the drums that sounds like it was taken from the 60’s calling to retaliate against Big Brother, but then “Ms. Information” weaves in a bare guitar riff to call out the uneducated with a garish hook.

Meanwhile on “Lone Wolf”, we have Esham on top of some punky drums advising to stay away from criminals just before “#NoGoZone” has a much more rawer aesthetic to it sonically talking about the hard times we’re in. “Scam Likely” weaves in a buzzing guitar lead tackling identity thief leading into “Silver Bullet”, which is an 83 second riot starter Down the heavier riff.

“Selling Dope” literally has nothing to do with such rather it’s yet another addition to the evergrowing list of boring Esham love songs whereas “SNAFU” gets back on the punk tip talking about partying 24/7 with some catchy whistling throughout. The distorted guitar on “A Love Song” is pretty badass even though the vocals & lyrics are just awful while the track “Unholies” has a more bluesy tone to it getting in hustler bag. The penultimate song “Reel Spill” seems like an off-the-cuff freestyle even though I do like the a bare guitar instrumental & the title track rounds it off with a badass revolutionary ballad.

I genuinely had no what idea to expect from Psyops, but it just so happens to be Esham’s best album since Dichotomy. Dude’s always been notorious for sampling rock music throughout his career, so it’s nice to hear him stick to that sound for the course of an entire project. Plus given that Reel Life Productions has been based in Minneapolis for quite some time now & the protests that took place over there a year & a half ago as a result of George Floyd’s murder, I like how he sticks to this political/conscious concept revolving around it. However, my only real complaint is that some of these songs could’ve been mixed better.

Score: 4/5