Listen To My Bullshit by Nu Generation Production: A Hidden Gem from '91 Germany
Alright, let’s dive into this wild ride of an album. Listen To My Bullshit is one of those records that feels like it was made in someone's basement—but hey, that’s what makes it so damn cool. Released in 1991 under NGP Records, this German hip-hop project is raw, unfiltered, and straight-up honest about its DIY vibe. And honestly? It works.
First off, kudos to DJ Phade for wearing multiple hats here—drum programming, turntables, keyboards, AND spitting bars. Dude clearly didn’t come to play. Then there’s DJ Deathski adding some fire with his human beatbox skills on track B1. The whole thing feels like a tight-knit crew just vibing out and making music because they love it—not because they’re trying to chase fame or cash. That authenticity? Super rare, especially back then.
Now, let me break down two tracks that stuck with me after giving this album a spin (or three).
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"Listen To My Beat"
This joint SLAPS. Like, hard. From the moment DJ Phade lays down those crisp drum patterns, you know you’re in for something special. It’s not overly complicated—it doesn’t need to be. The rhythm hits you right in the chest, and before you know it, your head’s nodding along like a bobblehead doll stuck on warp speed. What really seals the deal though is how smooth DJ Phade sounds over the beat. His flow isn’t flashy, but it doesn’t have to be; it’s confident, steady, and dripping with swagger. This track reminds me why hip-hop was—and still is—all about the groove. If I could bottle up the energy of “Listen To My Beat” and sell it as a drink, trust me, Red Bull would go bankrupt overnight.
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"Listen To My Beatbox"
Okay, okay, hold up. THIS TRACK. I gotta give props to DJ Deathski for absolutely shredding the mic with his vocal percussion skills. There’s no fancy plugins or digital effects here—it’s all him. Pure skill. You can tell he’s having fun too, throwing in little quirks and unexpected sounds that make you grin like an idiot. It’s playful yet insanely technical at the same time. Plus, when DJ Phade jumps in with his rap verses, the chemistry between these two is undeniable. They bounce off each other like old friends sharing inside jokes. By the end of the track, you’re left wondering how anyone managed to pull off something this fresh without Auto-Tune or modern production tricks.
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The rest of the album keeps the energy alive, even if it doesn’t quite reach the highs of these standout tracks. “Listen To My Instrumental” gives you room to breathe while showcasing the team’s knack for crafting solid beats, and the title track “Listen To My Bullshit” ties everything together with a mix of humor and grit.
But here’s the kicker: Listen To My Bullshit isn’t perfect. Some parts feel rough around the edges, and yeah, maybe the lyrics won’t change your life. But that’s exactly what makes it memorable. It’s real, imperfect, and brimming with personality. In a world where most music today feels polished to oblivion, this album is a reminder that sometimes, the best art comes from people who just wanna create for the sake of creating.
So, if you’re tired of hearing the same old cookie-cutter bangers on Spotify, do yourself a favor and hunt down this hidden gem. Who knows? Maybe you’ll find yourself listening to their bullshit—and loving every second of it.
Oh, and one last thing: Chris deserves mad respect for designing that cover. Simple, bold, iconic. Just like the music itself. Now go press play already!
