Bottomless Pit

Since this is my first DG review, I will be talking a lot about other things than this album.

When I first discovered DG, I didn't like their music at all. I saw the quality, understood why people would like it, but it scared me away. I kept coming back for some reason, and after some time I grew to like it. Not only their music, but everything about them. It fascinates me how someone can put so much effort into an art project and yet keep it so distanced from their own lives. These guys really took the 'sepperate the art from the artist' literally. It's not them as people that matter. It's them as Death Grips. That's what fascinates me the most.
Then there's all the other stuff. Their obscurity that they hold on to by doing almost no interviews or public appearences, how they leaked No Love Deep Web to fuck with their record label, how they posted a breakup note and never broke up, stuff like that. All the things that make them so unique. Their 'don't give a fuck' attitude fascinated me even before i liked their music. It's so refreshing to see this in an age where people desperately use the internet to gain attention by doing whatever gets them the most views. I also love their experimental approach to everything they do. Their music (of course), their videos, their live shows, and even their actions and fucking tweets. And on top of it all, they deliver a needed, ugly and unfiltered depiction of our rotten society. In conclusion, DG as a project is more than you could ask for.

Now to the music.
This is the most violent and merciless DG album I've heard. (I haven't heard Jenny Death, mind you) It has the catchy hooks and super synthetic textures of the money store, but cranked up in both sound quality and brutality. Explained shortly: Bottomless Pit is the shit. It's fucking disgusting. At it's core it's the pure feeling of rage captured in a violent glimpse.
No matter which instrument is being used here, it's been twisted and manipulated in a way that makes it sound evil and unforgiving. It's really music that sounds like it wants to consume you like a grinding machine. It's probably a weird description, but man that's what it makes me think.

The opening track and the closer are probably the most abrasive and brutal tracks on the record. They mostly use guitars distorted beyond recognition to grind out your ears.
Hot Head is just pure insanity.
Warping has a grim, abyssal and primal bassline that I can't get over.
Eh and Trash are the most calm tracks on the record, making space for the rich lyricism of Ride on these tracks. Eh being Ride expressing how little fucks he gives about anything at all, and Trash basically describing the internet as one big junkyard filled to the brim with useless trash.
Bubbles Buried in This Jungle is soooo fucking catchy and has this melody that is so uughh. It will be stuck in your head, trust me. It mostly uses a synth effect that sounds like a kind of grinding machine. It's so bass heavy and amazing. Other tracks that are a lot like this one include BB Poison and Spikes which has an amazing hook.
Three Bedrooms is just a ginormous banger.

Ok, now to Ride's lyrical content.
I've always had a difficult relation to Ride's lyricism because he describes such negative and violent themes so vividly and in your face. That's the part about DG that can be great or bad, depending on the mood you're in.
For me, the lyricism makes DG's work much less re-listenable. Not that it's bad, it just requires you to be in a relatively good mental state. All the nasty and grim things Ride depicts can make me feel bad. Sometimes sick of disgust, sometimes hopeless because the world can seem so doomed. He depicts the most cynical actions like they were nothing. So if you are down, I would not advice you to listen to their music. For me, Death Grips is a mood.
Ride's lyricism is not very different on this album. It can be eyewidening, and it is grim, dark and cryptic. Referencing drug use, violence and the dark ages of the internet as always.
I don't really know what I feel about the lines referring to sexual violence on the title track. It makes me sick, but I know that's what it's supposed to do. So I guess they succeeded? But that's the thing with Death Grips. They experiment relentlessly, and sometimes it gets to the point where it can be uncomfortable, sickening or unlistenable. But it's all on purpose, and it's a part of the fucked up world that they create through Ride's screaming. Even though I think some of the music here is almost too brutal for me, I respect them and this project endlessly for the creativity provided.

One more super consistent DG record. absolutely loving it. Not for the light-hearted.