Second album for the Detroit duo Insane Clown Posse, who sign the document under the acronym ICP. The cover is great.
Now, let's get to the negative things: the production is one of the worst things of the season in hip-hop, and their rapping is bad. The rhythms are performed by the group together with beatmaker Mike Clark, who very often choose a poor drum and wacky random samples to make these annoying musical choices. Jumpsteady & Capitol E are credited as guest somewhere, but I don't mind. Lyrically, the record is meager and poor, consisting mostly of exaggerated, bad and stupid lyrics centered around violence, sex and drugs: these bars are performed with an awkward, sometimes lazy and slow, sometimes energetic pseudo-hardcore rapping style.
Side note, the "The Dead One" cut: it seems to have nothing to do with the rest of the LP, there are xmas bells, a guitar riff in the ether, skeletal drum and a heavy bass line. It's great, the rhythm is good for about a minute, then sadly, it comes the limp rap of these dudes completely ruining the joint. A 4-minute instrumental of this beat would be the clear highlight of their career, their signature song. What a shame.
The disc covers 70 minutes of listening divided into 16 songs, some of five and six minutes: distributed by their label, it gets a huge response locally and sells tens of thousands of physical copies. In 2004, it was certified gold by the RIAA. These untalented dudes can't rap and their hooks are ridiculous: the union of bad rhythms and clumsy rap, creates horrible, meaningless and unlistenable tracks. For these reasons, it's an immense improvement over their awful debut, and it's definitely one of their best albums ever.
Rating: 2.7/10.
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