When: Thu., Dec. 1, 8 p.m. 2016
Visualize Lil Dicky taking his first steps into the codeine-laced streets of Screwston – that’s the strange essence of Ugly God. Like the viral YouTube rapper, Ugly God is aroused by ordinary life at its most uncouth. In crude and outlandish numbers like “I Beat My Meat,” we hear Ugly God reflect on masturbation to the unmistakable tune of a ringing iPhone. It’s an artless response to the glitzy hype that enshrouds the Billboard rappers who dominate radio. Self-depreciating to the extreme, Ugly God stands as a blunt foil to Kanye West’s colossal ego and Drake’s shallow ostentation. Just as his working moniker implies, he resonates like the deified incarnation of the unsophisticated facets of life that listeners encounter every day.