“Yeah, that type of shit, that’s the tone!” the other half of the band, known as theOGM, laughs warmly.
“It’s unpredictable, and you don’t know what might happen,” adds Yeti Bones. “You might get beat up, you might die, you might end up in the hospital, you might end up with a broken leg. Either way, we’re gonna get our way.”
He looks down through his half-frame horn-rimmed glasses, a smile stretching across his face just below his large nose ring, his voice and eyes gentle, both at odds with the words he’s just said.
“Or I might share my spliff with you!” offers theOGM. “You never know. You don’t know what the vibe is, but we set the tone, like, ‘Yo, just so you know, this is what I’m on.’”
That contradiction – between hard and soft, violent and gentle, threatening and welcoming – has defined Ho99o9’s music since the pair started the band in Newark, New Jersey in 2012. But it also encapsulates their attitude towards the world around them. This is a band who don’t play by the rules, who never do what people expect, who have forged their own path – and essentially created their very own sound. They’ve refused to make the kind of music that was expected of them, instead embarking on a journey of utter freedom, flaunting the rules and instead just doing whatever the fuck they wanted. Their songs are heavy and dark and violent, an unrelenting mix of hip-hop and hardcore punk that combines to create something uniquely different and wilfully inaccessible, gleefully working against the grain in a scene that’s predominantly white. And it’s worked.
“Even in our own crews back home in New Jersey,” begins theOGM, “there was homies who was like, ‘Damn, this a different approach!’ Because we come from the hood, where it’s, like, rap – nobody really listening to no metal, no thrash, no nothing.”