Hell’s Winter


    Hell’s Winter is the hip-hop album that matters most in 2005. That’s a bold statement, considering Kanye West proved he had staying power with Late Registration, Blackalicious hit its artistic pinnacle with The Craft, and Lyrics Born proved that remix albums are more than just expendable commodities for deejays’ mixtapes with Same Shit, Different Day. But on Hell’s Winter, Cage has wrapped a lifetime of pain and personal demons into a gritty, shocking and in-depth confessional. And Cage’s childhood makes Eminem’s seem like Prince William’s.

    Some background is necessary: He was born Chris Palko on a military base in Germany, where his father allegedly used and sold drugs when he wasn’t fulfilling his duties as a member of the military police. He was apparently eight years old when he last saw his father. After that point, he was bounced around from one abusive relative to another, something that probably led to his own drug addiction and his eventual stint in a psychiatric institution. After he was released, at age eighteen, he rose through the underground hop-hop rank and file, getting help from 3rd Bass’s Pete Nice, Stretch and Bobbito, KMD and El-P, eventually forming the Smut Peddlers with Mr. Eon and Mighty Mi. Cage has covered his tortured past before, specifically on 2002’s Movies for the Blind, but on Hell’s Winter, he ditched the shock-for-shock-value approach and replaced it with authenticity. He actually seems to come to terms with the tribulations he’s endured.

    His time with his father is the basis for many songs here. On the harrowing “Stripes,” Cage describes his dad abusing his pregnant mother, and on “Too Heavy for Cherubs” he describes what it was like as a child to pull homemade tourniquets around his father’s arm so he could shoot heroin. He addresses his own drug addiction on “Subtle Art of the Break Up Song,” the catatonic beat amplifying his pain. “Peeranoia” contains gems such as “I tried a lot of drugs/ I tried a lot of ladies/ Some I probably wouldn’t have tried/ if I wasn’t on drugs” over a rhythm that sounds like it came from an emcee battle in the Boogie Down Bronx circa 1981.

    Cage does look beyond himself. He discusses how America is increasingly living under the microscope, and on “Grand Ol’ Party Crash,” Jello Biafra (other guests include Rjd2, El-P, and DJ Shadow) plays George Bush while Cage takes a jab at Iraq and the Saudi royal family. And along the way he never falls into the “feel sorry for me” mentality that lesser artists would. Instead, Cage has used negative life experiences to create something positive and progressive. Hell’s Winter will move listeners as much as it will inspire them.


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