For the last week, I’ve had a copy of Brokencyde‘s “I’m Not a Fan…But the Kids Like It”. In that time, I’ve had the chance to review it, digest it, comprehend, and all around search my own soul over the CD. Having never heard of this group, I had no idea what to expect. The cover seemed to reflect some sort of Neo-Hillbilly feel that somehow reminded me of Southern Culture on the Skids. So when I finally proberly ripped and stuck it on my iPhone for a gentle walk, I was amazed at what I found. My first impression would be towards the area of Hollywood Undead in the singing side. Or then something mixed with what I would hear slamming at a club downtown. But with screaming. Then some screaming set in. And then Daddy X of Kottonmouth Kings fame and E-40 popped up on the album.
The music experience is one of the most interesting musical hybrids I’ve heard in a while, and fits in with the “something different” we all seem to be looking to the underground music scene for. This album is like Twitter. It’s the style of music you never knew you needed in your collection. While the press describes this album as “crunkcore” the first thing that came to my head was “club screamo”. Nothing real intellectual. Sometimes not even intellegible. But it gets your head bobbing. And your parents will never understand it. Which seems to be the goal.