3420 W. Grace St
Chicago, IL, 60618
Doors 6:30 PM / Show 7:30 PM
This event is 21 and over
Pop music is a bloated, rotting corpse and The Wicked Shit is the undead pulse hidden deep within. If you look into the shadows, past the smoke and mirrors of MTV and playlist radio, and into the cold, hard streets, you'll find the underground of music. A place where innovation thrives and inspiration drives. Unapologetic, unique artists have carved a niche for fans fed up with the glamour-mag faces and spoon-fed lyrics of modern music, and offer them something more.
Where most rappers celebrate the urban lifestyle with the same old themes and the same old image, Twiztid peel away the gloss and expose the innards. With an oversized butcher knife. They take the hard edge of theatrical rock-and-roll and temper it with gritty hip-hop to create a musical monstrosity so dangerously real it must be hidden with facepaint. These aren't casual gangsters; their painted personas let them explore the darkest corners of the human psyche, from superhero fantasies to horror film legacies. With their ruthless raps, they can explore every recess of their audience's experiences, every sentimental reflection and every sinister urge. By becoming something unreal, they are free to be real. Whether it's on-stage devastation or home stereo infiltration, Twiztid's music will take you somewhere you've never been before. The scariest part is when you don't want to come back…
The History of Twiztid
Madrox and Monoxide, the mindsick masterminds behind Twiztid, have always been driven by impulse. Some might say compulsion. Still others might call it a "homicidal tendency" or "clear case of insanity," but the jury's still out on that one. Literally. In fact, that's all that the lawyers will let us say about that.
Uncovering the truth of Twiztid's early days depends on who you ask, which personality is in control, and which law enforcement agency you represent. Some speculate their first performance on the stage of life was in a petri dish at a science lab. Other sources claim a history of abandonment, rejection, and social isolation, but those are the boring sources. All fingers seem to point at Detroit's east side, but any real records from that area have been destroyed or confiscated as evidence. Their earliest sightings are scattered but consistent: they usually involve microphones, and they all involve terror, confusion, and an almost hypnotic crowd reaction. And there's usually a good beat. No matter what incidents or influences explain the origins of Twiztid, one thing is certain: their faces ain't the only thing they're hiding.
These are the facts as they can be traced: The duo came out of high school right into Detroit's emerging underground rap scene. It was the early days of the "horrorcore" genre, which would invade hip-hop as "The Wicked Shit," and they fit right in. They paid their deadly dues in several recording and performing groups, and one of them got noticed by another act making waves in the Wicked well; ICP thought Madrox and Monoxide would be a natural fit for Psychopathic Records—like the belt on a chainsaw, or an ax in a wound.
ABK, born James Lowery, was raised on the eastside of Detroit with an upbringing surrounded by his Native American culture. Being the son of a preacher, he got the advantage of always sitting up front, right next to the piano in church. It was there he began his love and passion for music. To hear the music from the piano, and the voices from the choir sending such strong messages, gave him such a feeling, that feeling gave him inspiration.
He started making music as a young child with anything he could find to make instruments. He participated in Native American schools and in POW–wow competitions. His techniques in traditional and fancy dancing gave him a rhythm to express feeling threw his music and began writing his own songs at 13 years old. By the age of 15, all the kids in the neighborhood were paying $2- $4, to watch him perform "live" in his garage. When they kept coming back for more, he took it to the streets and began starting a name for himself. In 1995 came Krazy Klan, a group formed by himself as Jaymo, and his childhood friend Lavel as J-ho. In that year they released their first album titled "Fustrationz", then releasing their second album titled "develop MENTAL", in 1999. During this time they were doing shows at local hot spots and underground basement parties. In the year 2000, the Krazy Klan broke up and ABK went solo, changing his name to Native Funk, and released his first solo album titled "Rain from the Sun".
After the album, ABK was introduced to Blaze and became his partner in crime, changing his name to Anybody Killa, who we all know today as ABK! In 2001 he began touring the country with Blaze as the opening act for I.C.P and Twiztid. ABK was getting such a huge response from the crowd; Psychopathic Records signed him to their label as a solo artist.
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