Darby O’Trill is a 30 yr previous MC from Key Largo, Florida who first rising within the fall of 2018 off his full-length debut Blood, Guts & a Complete Lotta Love. He would go on to comply with it with Fester virtually a yr later & has extensively been working with Chapter 17/Psychopathic Data in-house producer Devereaux by bringing him into the lower to totally produce his third album Piecemeal to essential acclaim in the course of the COVID-19 pandemic. Darby’s final full-length Gully got here out this previous spring below Lyrikal Snuff Productionz & after dropping his fifth EP Amputate final month, he’s ringing in Hallowicked by giving the underground his a fifth album.
After the “Path to the Tomb” intro, the primary track “Vampiro Wrestled with ICP & the Misfits & I Suppose That’s Hella Contemporary” is an ominous lure opener speaking about appearing like Sabu previous to Shaggytheairhead & .strife each tagging alongside for “They Promote Holy Water on Late Night time TV” to criticize faith over some bass & hi-hats. “Harvesting Blood for Completely No Cause However to Do It” returns to an eerier lure sound with the title saying in any respect so far as material goes simply earlier than Killator comes into the image for the cloudy “I Suppose I’m Caught in Hell, I Could Have to Name a Pal” speaking about being unable to inform in the event that they’re in purgatory or not.
Persevering with from there with “Orange Bloodstains on the Ground of My Kitchen”, we have now Darby spitting the depraved shit on high of an uncanny lure beat simply earlier than “Don’t You Dare Look in That There Basement, I Advised You To not Do It” with Damien Quinn finds the two demonically cautioning to not even take into consideration wanting within the titular basement. The track “StillHoein2kForever” weaves some outstanding hi-hats in to drop some depraved intercourse tape whereas Shaggytheairhead returns for the penultimate monitor “Idiots at a Comedian Conference” to rep Juggalos over a sitar.
“I Puked All Over My Model Nu Trueys (WTF!)” is the official nearer to the album from it’s shimmering instrumental to the sung supply admitting that he needed to lose his thoughts to search out out who he actually was & “The Barista on the Espresso Junt By no means Will get My Title Proper” really ends the album as a bonus lower, which I’m pleased with contemplating that I initially preferred it when it was initially launched as a stand alone single on the Gathering of Desires this previous summer season.
Gully to me has shortly turn out to be a modern-day depraved shit traditional for my part & Amputate was a contemporary prelude of what was to come back as we speak, however The Tomb completely has me excited for what’s to come back from the Swamp Society down the highway. Devereaux’s manufacturing finds him increasing his sound very like a whole lot of the stuff he’s performed within the final yr & Darby lethally dropping the depraved shit with some wig-flipping flows.
Rating: 8/10
