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1000 dead brain cells

According to many people online, we have reached a new era in music as early as 2011 where we don't listen to music because of the music but rather the spectacle of it. Meme music, Meme rap, Post-Irony, whatever genre you want to give a certain album nowadays this one included, disingenuous "satirical" music is the most overused statement to defend trash like 100 gecs makes. Nothing about 100 gecs is satirical because that would imply they had something to originally say. The average consumer of this never even thinks about what a lyric from a Rass Kass album means let alone an entire song off this waste of a project.

Not a single song on this album gives us a deeper look into the artist, not a neat message that conveys an introspective thought, no wit or clever comments about even the genre they decided to be a part of. Nothing on this album is what these braindead fans claim it is. This is why I hate over analyzers, they never look into actual thought provoking works, it's always some worthless videogame or comic that in no way is meant to be taken to the extremes these people make them out to be. This album is not a bible for Trans people and it's certainly never going to be. I can't imagine playing this and expecting some liberating validation from songs that have as much consistency as smog.

What we have here is 10 tracks that want to give you the illusion that you are listening to experimental music, when in reality you wasted 23 minutes of your life by listening to scene music from 10 years ago that was then covered by someone who only likes PC music. This isn't some cutting edge new concept that has never graced the world before. It's a genre of music that has been dumped with a fresh coat of shit every few years and gets pushed online as some outsider anthem nonsense when in reality it's as clean and as safe as any other top 40 trap hit that people who like this hate. The crowd that likes 100 gecs is the same crowd that groans when a friend wants to use the aux to play dababy or anyone who has melanin.

But back on track for a moment, what makes this safe if everyone else is proclaiming how off the wall it is? Simply put, not a single song here has a beat that isn't formulaic as sin. Nothing about these beats break new ground or make the listener think about why they like it, it's catchy bubblegum trash that if it wasn't for the forced distortions and bimbo levels of mindless babbling would find a nice home on a new chain smokers LP. It blows my mind every time someone thinks they struck gold when posting tracks like "stupid horse" in a server, or writes a video essay on the ""genius"" of this band and then proceeds to open the video with "money machine" shows me how much people actually hate to listen to music. The best part is I'm only scratching the surface on this dumpster fire, we only touched the bigger songs.

"I need help immediately" is a filler song, and for an album that's less than 30 minutes that's really sad. Nothing about this song is very striking, or really that memorable even. Moving right along we have an unfunny xbox 360 gamertag reference that is a progressive song. I call it progressive because it gets progressively worse as the track goes on. That also seems to be a common issue for other songs like "800db cloud" and "Gecgecgec". This group thinks if they throw enough sounds at the wall it suddenly becomes this unique and complex song that "only YOU, yes YOU can understand! :D." I can't believe that after all this time, the answer to the internets cry for a "renaissance" in recording was just mashing brokencyde and skrillex into a bloody pulp and then force feeding the remnants to really white kids. THIS IS THE BED YOU MADE AND YOU WILL LIE IN IT. "Hand crushed by mallet" is when gecs tried to make a song that works under it's conventions and is done in an almost respectable fashion, it has just enough working for it that it actually surprised me that they were competent enough in writing a song LYRICALLY that doesn't suck a fat chode. They then dump all my praise out the window on the closer "Gec 2 U" by making a song that wears out its welcome by the first minute and this is another complaint I have with this group. 100 gecs isn't a group that needs to make albums, they are fine making EPs. I can't imagine a runtime longer than this because the concepts they craft become these stretched (originally 30 second) monstrosities that go nowhere and dick around until they say the chorus enough times. If this album was 10 minutes longer I think I could not finish it with how borderline lazy every song comes off as.

I couldn't ask for a more pathetic excuse of an album, the pretentious and self loathing fans, and the forced self proclamation of "forward thinking anti-pop" just paints a perfect picture of why sometimes I wish computers never evolved past data units in a dusty 1960's laboratory.



[The remix album]



1000 Improvements

Well, it has been quite some time since the release of 100 gecs debut album "1000 gecs". In that time they have been doing a lot of promoting of their songs, performing on different platforms including in minecraft, and collaborating on the topic for most of this album: remixes.

This seems to be a common trend, and I honestly can't tell if it's just personal preferences, but so many artists that come from this bubblegum bass genre have better music when there is more cooks in the kitchen. The production is more varied, the pacing is always more rewarding, and the lyrics are always beefed up. 1000 gecs and the tree of clues follows this trend to a tee and I'm actually glad. Gone are the forced additional production glitches, the meandering lyrics, and the god awful voice modulators that plagued the original tracks. PC Music pioneers like GFOTY and A.G. Cook breathe new life into otherwise dead songs that were considered staples to the average gecs drone. The Injury Reserve remix of 745 Sticky sounds like something I could actually listen to in a car without getting first, second and third hand embarrassment. Admittedly this song does have some offputting additions sprinkled in that are reminiscent of clowncore (wish I was joking at this point) but at the end of my second listen this song clicked more with me and I could appreciate the song for what it was: better than the original. People will complain that this album is too reliant on other peoples presence, and that's because they never heard a remix album before. Of COURSE there is going to be a heavier dependence on "star power" when you make a remix album. I don't think this simple fact diminishes the value of the songs (most of the time, we will get to that later). Even if you already have standards or preconceived ideas of what the artists present on this album can do, there's only so many times you can polish a turd.

"Hand Crushed by a Mallet" is once again one of the better songs, this time around being accompanied by Fall Out Boy quite possibly at their best in years . Craig Owen also appears which I didn't mind, but Nicole Dollanganger's vocals seemed rather unnecessary. Speaking of unnecessary, The first ringtone remix includes an awful vocal performance by Kero Kero Bonito. I never understood the appeal of this woman and she doesn't make a better case for herself by appearing on this track. Charli XCX supplies the main hook for this song and she does a better job than gecs ever did, but that's like saying the toilet paper I used to wipe my ass was better than using my hand. The best part of this song however, is Rico Nasty's verse. I could listen to her part of the song on loop or better yet an entire new song featuring a drain gang affiliate, that's how good her part was overall. Another personal shock to me was on the second gec 2 u remix with Dorian Electra, an artist I had prior to this album a strong dislike for. Normally Dorian just auto croons with this awful pitch shifting that I cannot be assed to sit through, but on this song it's almost non existent if not even used. I still think that the song is an all around mediocre song but Dorians performance, at least up until the last minute, made it a lot less painful to listen to. That is all of the major highlights this album had to offer, the other remixes I didn't get to mention really didn't grab my ears interests. With that out of the way I can now talk about the tail end of the album.

For some reason the last five tracks act almost like an EP of sorts. The opener to this is a new song "Came to My Show" which reminded me why I can't stand the original performances on the debut. After another unmemorable song we get two live tracks performed on the [adult swim] webshow "Fish Center". Both of these are the worst things 100gecs has ever put to record and are future evidence for when 500 people end up with brain hemorrhages after attending this band live. My God, these fucking vocals. They are even worse with less heavily influenced modules. I didn't even think it was possible for someone with this much hype behind them to sound this bad but here we are. Really inexcusable to even include these to be honest.

All in all, I have heard worse from this band if you read my review on their debut. This has a lot more to appreciate, but adding sparkles to macaroni art isn't going to make it magically become a Cezanne or Braque.