Bad Information by Flight Distance: A Chaotic, Thought-Provoking Ride Through Hip-Hop
Alright, let’s talk about Bad Information by Flight Distance. Released in 2011, this album is a wild mix of hip-hop and rap that feels like it was cooked up in some underground lab somewhere between Canada and the USA. With production handled by Crack Moses (who clearly had his hands full with all 18 tracks) and scratches from Calkuta, this project has got layers—kinda like an onion, but way cooler.
The whole thing kicks off with “No Sweet Tooth,” which sets the tone right away. It's gritty, raw, and doesn’t waste time trying to win you over with shiny hooks or radio-friendly beats. Instead, Bender and Patience come at you hard with their lyrics, spitting bars that feel more like a conversation you’d have late at night when everyone else is asleep. You know what I mean? Like, those moments where your brain won’t shut up, and you’re just thinking about life too much. That’s the vibe here.
But if there’s one track that sticks out for me, it’s gotta be “When The Satellites Fall.” There’s something haunting about the beat—it’s not overly complicated, but it lingers. And when Escrol jumps in on the featured version, it adds this extra layer of depth. It’s the kind of song that makes you stop scrolling through your phone and actually listen. Not gonna lie, I replayed it a few times just to catch all the little details. The imagery they paint with their words hits different; it’s almost cinematic. Like, you can picture the satellites crashing down while everything around you falls apart. Heavy stuff.
Another banger worth mentioning is “Steel Wool From Electric Sheep.” This one feels like a punch to the gut, in the best way possible. K-Minor’s mixing really shines here—the sound is crisp without being overly polished, giving it that raw edge that keeps you hooked. Plus, the bonus version tacked onto the end of the album gives you even more reason to keep hitting repeat. It’s chaotic, sure, but in a way that feels intentional. Like, yeah, we’re all kinda lost sometimes, and maybe that’s okay.
What I love most about Bad Information is how unapologetically weird it is. There are interludes like “God Helmet” and “The Bad Son” that throw you off balance, making the album feel less like a straight-up playlist and more like a journey. And honestly, isn’t that what good music should do? Take you somewhere unexpected?
Oh, and shoutout to George Stepanov for the design and Jesse Winchester for the illustrations. The visuals match the vibe perfectly—dark, surreal, and kinda trippy. Peach’s photography ties it all together, giving the whole package this cohesive, DIY aesthetic that screams authenticity.
So yeah, Bad Information might not be for everyone. If you’re looking for easy-listening background noise, this ain’t it. But if you dig thought-provoking lyrics, experimental beats, and a dash of chaos, then buckle up. This album will take you places you didn’t know you needed to go.
Final thought? Listening to this feels like finding a secret door in your house you never noticed before. Except instead of leading to a dusty old closet, it opens into another dimension. Weird flex, but I’m here for it.
