Review
Now the Moon’s Rising captures $uicideboy$ in their early, rawest form — a murky snapshot of two cousins from New Orleans finding their sound somewhere between Southern horrorcore and existential despair. Released in 2015 as part of their Kill Yourself series, it’s grim, unflinching, and brimming with youthful nihilism. Ruby da Cherry and $lick $loth spill venom and vulnerability in equal measure, lacing depressive introspection with apocalyptic swagger. The beats — dark, skeletal, drenched in reverb — feel less like traditional hip-hop and more like haunted transmissions from a basement studio at 3 a.m.
There’s a hypnotic rhythm to their misery here. The duo’s chemistry is undeniable, even when the production quality wobbles. You get flashes of what would later define their cult success: Ruby’s manic, shouted flows cutting against $lick’s drugged-out melancholy, both men obsessed with death, fame, and self-destruction. Yet amid all the chaos, there’s a strange beauty — like they’re exorcising demons through distortion.
Still, Now the Moon’s Rising is rough around the edges, repetitive at times, and better viewed as a document of what was to come rather than a fully realized work. It’s a crucial entry in the $uicideboy$ mythology — the moment the moon rose over their darkness, and they decided not to look away. - Marcus
