Lou The Human's not here to win friends but he might influence a lot of people anyway with "Fuck Your Opinion."

Everyone's got an opinion these days. Even more, most of the time they won't be shy about sharing it with you. Whether it's dogpiling on a status update espousing a controversial viewpoint or shouted from a moving car, people seem to have no qualms about letting you know what they really think, how they really feel.

It's hard to imagine what it must be like to be a young rapper in these transparent times. Hip-hop, more so than probably any other genre apart from maybe Punk or Metal, is all about speaking your truth to power, sharing something personal and raw and real. If Old School Hip-Hop had come to light in these hyper-sensitive times, it probably would've been dead-to-rights in less than a year.

That's what makes NYC's Lou The Human commendable. Lou The Human doesn't give an eff, as he's mentioned since the very start. On "Born," from Lou The Human's excellent mixtape debut, Humaniac, he spits, "Fuck friends/I like to trip balls and watch sick movies/I’ve been a bit loopy/I think I smoked shrooms and sniffed Lucy," It might be bad for his social life, but it's a godsend for his music.



Lou The Human's even more hardened, starting to creep-crawl out of the underground and get some recognition. "Fuck Your Opinions" is basically a laundry list of all the things he can't be bothered to be bothered about, and a little bit of background on how he got that way.

"Fuck Your Opinions" comes across like a surreal fever dream of memories, dreams, and impressions. Lou raps about his dead Dad, about unfaithful women, about overdoses and insomnia and anything else that happens in a city after the sun goes down.

Rather than telling a simple, straightforward story, "Fuck Your Opinions" puts you behind Lou's eyeballs, fractured fragments of thoughts and memories playing across your eyelids like intrusive thoughts stuck on permanent loop, grating as broken glass.

This is no play for sympathy. On the contrary, Lou The Human owns his shit and wants you to do the same. He talks at length about cookie-cutter Soundcloud rappers, who "follow him even though he barely tweets."

"Fuck Your Opinion" is riddled with nightmare imagery, hellish screams and weed smoke, voodoo and mirrors. The nightside vibe is complete with an ominous organ sample and distant digital chorus, like the soundtrack to some atmospheric supernatural horror film like The Sentinel. Lou The Human is bringing the horror back to hip-hop, where it belongs, and not in the goofy "Nightmare On My Street" way. Gangsta rappers used to use gothic elements like choirs and strings to bring some moody drama (see "Gangsta's Paradise.") These bloody threads came together into the bloody afghan of Horrorcore but, let's be real, h-core is cheesy as hell too much of the time.

Haters have been calling Lou The Human "Aldi Eminem" (hilarious, but unfair.) After "Fuck Your Opinions," he might be up for a nomination as the new Tech N9ne or Three Six Mafia.

Whatever they call him, Lou The Human's not likely to care. He's gonna keep doing what he does - spitting dense walls of inspired, non-stop verse, personal but all-too-relatable. Whatever it is, We Are: The Guard will be listening. We're hooked.


J. Simpson occupies the intersection between criticism, creativity, and academia. Based out of Portland, Or., he is the author of Forestpunk, an online journal/brand studying the traces of horror, supernatural, and the occult through music, fashion and culture. He plays in the dreamfolk band Meta-Pinnacle with his partner Lily H. Valentine, with whom he also co-founded Bitstar Productions, a visual arts collective focused on elevating Pop Culture to High Art.