Extreme noise is cleansing. Distortion is rousing. Those are the tonal truths the Newark-based duo of theOGM and Yeti Bones, aka Ho99o9, spend Tomorrow We Escape proving. From the outset, the album is agitated, amped up, and proudly angry. As “Target Practice” growls along, the MCs fire off anti-industry sentiments, with theOGM firing off sarcastic shots at conformity—“Lucky me, another label telling me what’s a hit!”—followed by Bones reveling in the group’s outsider status: “This ain’t Carti, this ain’t Drake/ This ain’t rock, this ain’t fake/ This the Joker with a blade, cut a smile on your face/ This ain’t metal, this ain’t trap/ Give a fuck where you at.” The project is peppered with criticisms of corrupt cops, oppressive governments, and corporate warlords, all set to abrasive industrial sonics that make Tomorrow We Escape an unstoppably intense listen.
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