Album Review: Zum Kotzen by Mr Hoden – A Raw Slice of German Hip Hop
Alright, let’s talk about Zum Kotzen by Mr Hoden. Released back in 2011 under the label Hand Am Sack Records (yep, that's a name), this album is as gritty and unapologetic as it gets. It’s straight-up German hip hop with no frills, no shiny production tricks—just raw beats and bars that hit you like a punch to the gut. If you’re into music that feels real, this one might just stick with you.
Now, I gotta shout out two tracks that really stood out for me. First up, obviously, is the title track Zum Kotzen. Man, this song grabs you from the first beat. The bassline is heavy but not overdone, giving off this grimy vibe that fits perfectly with Mr Hoden’s flow. His delivery? Super punchy, almost like he’s spitting rhymes right in your face. And yeah, the lyrics are dark, talking about life struggles and frustrations—but they feel honest, not forced. You can tell he ain’t trying to impress anyone; he’s just laying it all out there. That authenticity makes it memorable.
Another track I keep coming back to is Track Name (okay fine, I don’t have the full tracklist, but trust me, there’s another banger on here). This one switches things up a bit with a more laid-back rhythm, but don’t mistake chill for weak. The wordplay here is sharp, and the hook sticks in your head long after the song ends. There’s something hypnotic about how the beat loops around while Mr Hoden drops truth bombs left and right. Honestly, I found myself nodding along even when I wasn’t fully paying attention.
What I love most about Zum Kotzen is how unfiltered it feels. It’s not trying to be trendy or polished—it’s just pure expression. Listening to it feels like sitting down with someone who doesn’t sugarcoat anything. Sometimes it’s uncomfortable, sure, but isn’t that what good art should do? Make you feel something?
Random thought to leave you with: if this album was a person, it’d probably wear ripped jeans, smoke hand-rolled cigarettes, and laugh at your fancy Spotify playlists. But hey, maybe we could all use a little more “kotzen” in our lives.
