The Doppelgangaz: Inside The Black Cloak World
I got to profile the Doppelgangaz for Impose. Handily, they’ve made my favorite rap album of the year so far with HARK:
There’s a brothel in an undisclosed location in Orange County, New York that hides a recording studio in its basement. Down inside that decrepit vault, towards the back of the building, two guys don full-length, hooded black cloaks and take on the monikers of EP and Matter ov Fact. The basement, which is affectionately dubbed as Parts Unknown, has been sound-proofed against the churn of top 40 radio and Carly Rae Jepson Pandora stations that sometimes seep in from the dedicated ladies grinding away above them. Against this backdrop, the two men busy themselves mastering their subterranean art of forging endearingly stark and brilliantly grubby hip-hop music; they write songs that rattle off bizarre medical ailments and sexual peccadilloes as if they were once interns during Kool Keith’s Dr. Octagon-era but were let go when the gyno-doc discovered they were a little too peculiar for even his taste. They call themselves the Doppelgangaz. Back in March they released HARK, one of the most magnificent rap albums birthed this year. Consider this an introduction to their black cloak lifestyle.
(Click here for the full article, plus the excellent “Barbiturates” video.)