During the 2004 climax of Dipset mania, if someone told me that Cam’ron’s weed carrier would be the only dude in the crew anyone gave a shit about, I would have adjusted my oversize pink New Era to make sure I was hearing them right.
Death metal is back. Where the fuck did it go? "It never went anywhere," shrugs Hate Eternal's Jared Anderson. "It's angry music, and it belongs where it is. This way it stays pure. Purity is very important."