Ox and Ham
So I just got a new album the other day, buying something from the “Tyler Carter recommends” list is a surefire way to have your shit flipped. Anyway, here is a pitchfork.
Cannibal Ox: The Cold Vein: Pitchfork Review
“My shell, mechanical found ghost/ But my ghetto is animal found toast,” a taste of the tortured environment they document in their hometown New York City. Vordul grabs the mic and busts for 2? minutes, beginning with the end of life and ending with a near-hopeless call for peace. Vast Aire then takes a microscope to the street, descending into prose so dense and depraved that the stomach lurches.