“Hollywood Undead.” Not to be confused with “Fuck…I’m Dead”
Fuck.
I kind of had a hint that this sort of stink pile “genre” existed. The guys over at Metalsucks gave me my first introduction to what I would refer to as the most “Faux-metal” band on the planet right now. Anyway, what’s kind of sad is those douche-canoes in “Dead By April” actually have .010% more musical talent in their little tribal tattooed arms than these fucks, “Hollywood Undead”. Or, as I will refer to them: “The Soundtrack to Teenage Pregnancy and Fail.”
The masks keep them safe from ass whoopings by longhairs and tech-9 totin' thugs!
Let’s take a quick look at a sample lyric:
[Chorus] The Server: “I’m About to serve it up for all you party goers. Scene Kids, Meat Heads, Alchi’s, Stoners. Dancin around like a bunch of faggots, funnier than fuck you cab ask Bob Saggot. I never claimed that I knew how to dance but Ill get drunk, get high, and pull down my pants.”
So you can assume right off the bat this “band” sucks a big fat dooter pile. It’s a cluster fuck of Slipknot image, Insane Clown Posse lyricism (which I actually find humorous most times), and Wu-Tang-esque hardcore rap…except it’s five white guys instead…five white guys doing hardcore rap…didn’t Eminem do that already? For fuck’s sake, he was only ONE guy. I don’t even want to go into the stage names of the other four dumpster dicks in the group.
Here’s a video of what this shit sounds like if you care.
Now please go wash your ears out with soap and Amon Amarth.
take off and nuke this shit from orbit