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In 1998, Earl Simmons arrived on the scene angry, mangy, and frothing at the mouth, like a Rottweiler from the bowels of hell. Dogs are everything to Simmons, aka DMX; from his growling ad-libs to his howling cries into the night, his canine ferocity is unmatched. And he takes it to literal extremes on this ecstatic debut, wagging his tail and furiously barking "Get At Me Dog," on the album's famed first single and singing odes on "For My Dogs." DMX was an important figure in reconfiguring East Coast hip-hop's turn-of-the-century identity, away from the shiny-suited jiggy era, returning to a kind of dirt-under-the-fingernails physicality. The production on this album, handled mostly by X's trusted collaborators Dame Grease and P.K., is stark, haunting and typically minor key *212; like an organ recital performed in a church of Satan. Perfect for this preacher-gone-rogue.
As a rapper, DMX was an imposing force, and while he wasn't exactly a deft stylist — lyrically he favors criminal boasts and gothic visions of persecution, delivered with blunt, brutish phrasing — the force of his personality is undeniable. Occasionally, he goes deeper. "Damien," an update on the vocally-manipulated back-and-forth the Notorious B.I.G. innovated on "Gimme the… read more »