New Mexico doesn't have much to be noteworthy for. Shitty internet service (mostly Comcast or DSL from the late 90's), defunct military installations (thanks to UFO conspiracies), and a fucked-all film industry producing things on the extremely cheap for cable television. The music to come from it is no different — being known for maybe 3 musicians/bands:
- The Shins, a VERY old, semi-decent band nobody under the age of 30 cares about
- Mexican that wrote the award-winning song The Weary Kind for the 2009 movie Crazy Heart
- And its greatest shame...
BrokeNCYDE (pronounced Broke Inside) are not only the most over-hyped band to have come out of New Mexico, but to have come out of the USA in general around 2006. To hear them is to know the death of music; to see them is to wish blindness on yourself; to meet them is to wish a Holocaust upon their "fanbase" for getting them here. Of course, nothing can really beat what they think of themselves, so let's get right to that:
You read that correctly. A mix of hardcore screamo, modern hip hop and throw in a little bit of everything that's wrong with teenagers and then you have BrokeNCYDE in a nutshell. Not only do they try to pass this unholy audio concoction off as "original" but none of them have any talent whatsoever.
Something of note missing from this description was that of Antz, the fourth "member" who's more-or-less their stage-effects bitch. He has the challenging job of pushing the buttons on a fog machine, pressing the other 87 buttons on PhatJ's keyboard, and selling their blinged-out merch whenever their booth-guys are busy scamming on Jailbait in the parking lot. They've also done some songs with Hip-hop and Hyphy elites, such as E-40; besides possibly The Lonely Island, this is the first time a joke band full of white kids from the suburbs ever got some urban help with their music.
Bree the Crunk Pig
As part of their shtick, the boys would beat up on a dude in a pigsuit as a tribute to their distaste for THE PIGS. This attention-whoring was a bit funny, considering the Albuquerque Police are almost as fucked up as the LAPD, and a lot of niggers would love a crack at some of them off the clock for all the shit they pull. However, seeing as these four kids have probably never dealt with anything worse than a parking ticket (and they probably got out of that somehow), and the girly vocal styling of songs like BREE BREE, no one who's dealt with the cops on the regular could take these faggots seriously. Eventually he became a bit of an old meme, though at times they get Antz or a random roadie to wear the smelly, destroyed remains of the Bree costume for nostalgia's sake, or to piss off the person who doesn't have a choice in the matter besides quitting.
—Meghan Bainum and Harold Johns III, The Rathaus
Be it blogs or IRL magazines, there are almost always bad reviews of BrokeNCYDE's shit. Now, this isn't bad reviews like back in the 80's, where some snooty critic wouldn't like a Rock or a Metal band for being as such, but because BrokeNCYDE is utter shit despite whatever genre they were. When you think on all the Crunkcore-related bands, you can usually find a "good" with them; Hollywood Undead expands into other shitty genres, 3OH!3 makes pretty lulzy videos, etc. BrokeNCYDE does none of these things — in fact, they somehow set their own genre back by years with poor video quality and even moar poor execution of the "lyrics" they write. Plus the claims that they invented Crunkcore is clever trolling or a terrible lie, as they're probably the youngest in The Game next to Millionaires.
Thankfully, YouTube comments from fans of theirs years ago have revealed that even they don't know what the fuck they were thinking when they were listening to this godawful shit.
Almost bigger than the 4chan's /b/ collections, these guys used to have a section on their MySpace Pictures dedicated to, you guessed it, camwhores. Scenewhores the world over would flash their barely-legal (sometimes ILLegal) cleavage, tits, panties, etc., all with Sharpie'd-on band-member names, "BC13," the band's name, or otherwise on their exposed bodies. The band eventually began to take all the Tagged images and try to catch them all before MySpace told them to cut that shit out. Before the crackdown(s) on the galleries upon galleries of teens, both females and males, stripping clothing and appeasing their Crunk gods, some of the best pictures were fapped over or mocked by blogs, forums, or even the band themselves.
Okay, after reading all the blogs, hearing all the songs, and even seeing some of their concerts, one has to ask - are they trolling us all? The answer is an emphatic probably. However, what should be noted is that if they had any actual talent over the last 4-5 years, they wouldn't have had to exploit the dipshit teenage girls on MySpace and YouTube to get their e-fame and their IRL monies. But fuck it, we at ED would love to have known a way to somehow make a quick buck looking like fags. So you see, you shouldn't hate them because of their shitty music, their Scenefag looks, or their likelihood of being nerds in high school who didn't get beaten up enough — you should hate them for taking the idea you never thought of to make a SHITLOAD of money, getting out of their basement and talking to a girl, and for contributing to the cancer that's killing techno.
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