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Dubb Sicks

Austin, Texas, United States | Established. Jan 01, 2008 | SELF

Austin, Texas, United States | SELF
Established on Jan, 2008
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Dubb Sicks @ Club de Ville

Austin, Texas, USA

Austin, Texas, USA

Nov
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Dubb Sicks @ El Paisano Ballroom

Beeville, Texas, USA

Beeville, Texas, USA

Nov
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Dubb Sicks @ Triple Crown

San Marcos, Texas, USA

San Marcos, Texas, USA

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Best Hip-Hop/DJ

1.Trampia
2) DJ Ralphie G
3) Zeale
4) DJ Phife
5) Dubb Sicks
6) Phranchyze
7) DJ Villa
8) DJ Mel
9) DJ Chicken George
10) MC Overlord - Austin Chronicle


Best Hip-Hop/DJ

1.Trampia
2) DJ Ralphie G
3) Zeale
4) DJ Phife
5) Dubb Sicks
6) Phranchyze
7) DJ Villa
8) DJ Mel
9) DJ Chicken George
10) MC Overlord - Austin Chronicle


My whole plan down here was – and still is, for the most part – to discover new hip-hop. Particularly hip-hop that doesn't suck, and that will get me away from relying on Spotify and its endless rap oldies to get me stiff. However – this is SXSW after all, and there are a few spectacles that I needed to glimpse and get out of the way before all of that craziness commenced.

The first attraction is Dubb Sicks, who just today was voted the fifth best MC by the Austin Chronicle. If you've ever smelled my coverage of this carnival before, then you know this man. He's a degenerate extraordinaire, capable of leaping giant lines of cocaine with a single straw. And dude is also one of my favorite rappers; if you think some bullshit gold chain noise from the “dirty” represents the true aesthetic down here, you're wrong. That's Dubb's department.

Depraved as ever, Dubb mounted the stage at Bat Bar on Sixth Street for a pre-music festival blast off. He threw fake money in the crowd. He brought women up on stage and romanced their faces. He farted. But most of all, he rapped his Odessa dick off. There are few MCs anywhere who can rock a show like Dubb, and even those who do fail to leave behind a comparable stain on center stage. - Boston Phoenix


My whole plan down here was – and still is, for the most part – to discover new hip-hop. Particularly hip-hop that doesn't suck, and that will get me away from relying on Spotify and its endless rap oldies to get me stiff. However – this is SXSW after all, and there are a few spectacles that I needed to glimpse and get out of the way before all of that craziness commenced.

The first attraction is Dubb Sicks, who just today was voted the fifth best MC by the Austin Chronicle. If you've ever smelled my coverage of this carnival before, then you know this man. He's a degenerate extraordinaire, capable of leaping giant lines of cocaine with a single straw. And dude is also one of my favorite rappers; if you think some bullshit gold chain noise from the “dirty” represents the true aesthetic down here, you're wrong. That's Dubb's department.

Depraved as ever, Dubb mounted the stage at Bat Bar on Sixth Street for a pre-music festival blast off. He threw fake money in the crowd. He brought women up on stage and romanced their faces. He farted. But most of all, he rapped his Odessa dick off. There are few MCs anywhere who can rock a show like Dubb, and even those who do fail to leave behind a comparable stain on center stage. - Boston Phoenix


Dubb Sicks makes no secret of his white-trash roots. Besides dumpster diving on the cover of his mostly astounding latest effort, the increasingly notorious Austin-based misogynist spews the sort of populist pollution you’d expect from an Odessa native whose people toil on the broke side of the oil industry.

That said, Lifestyles is by no means a Southern rap album. Dubb might rhyme about hick phenomena like crystal meth, but his heart is in the New York underground. On jams with East Coast legends like Pace Won (“Just To Make Y’All Feel It”) and C-Rayz Walz (“Madd Deep”), it’s clear why Dubb is one of the few Texas MCs who gets tour love above the Mason-Dixon: he’s a binge-drinking, brass-knuckle-packing vagrant with a slick tongue, and those are universal features for a set that represents “broke hustlers with no bucks” and resents “pussy hipsters and black dudes with Mohawks.”

If Eminem symbolized post-industrial Detroit and all of its Caucasian frustration, then, to judge by cuts like “The Anthem” and “It’s Over. The End,” Dubb Sicks is equipped to embody all the rage of Gulf hooligans in the post-spill era.


- Boston Phoenix


Dubb Sicks makes no secret of his white-trash roots. Besides dumpster diving on the cover of his mostly astounding latest effort, the increasingly notorious Austin-based misogynist spews the sort of populist pollution you’d expect from an Odessa native whose people toil on the broke side of the oil industry.

That said, Lifestyles is by no means a Southern rap album. Dubb might rhyme about hick phenomena like crystal meth, but his heart is in the New York underground. On jams with East Coast legends like Pace Won (“Just To Make Y’All Feel It”) and C-Rayz Walz (“Madd Deep”), it’s clear why Dubb is one of the few Texas MCs who gets tour love above the Mason-Dixon: he’s a binge-drinking, brass-knuckle-packing vagrant with a slick tongue, and those are universal features for a set that represents “broke hustlers with no bucks” and resents “pussy hipsters and black dudes with Mohawks.”

If Eminem symbolized post-industrial Detroit and all of its Caucasian frustration, then, to judge by cuts like “The Anthem” and “It’s Over. The End,” Dubb Sicks is equipped to embody all the rage of Gulf hooligans in the post-spill era.


- Boston Phoenix


My first evening stop was the Karma Lounge, where Austin degenerate extraordinaire Dubb Sicks and his accomplice Mumbles Skinny murdered their first ever official showcase. I’ve been checking these vagrants since I first came down here three years ago; and in the time since Sicks has developed iller than a fetus refusing to abort.

If I had a million dollars – after I hired a hit man to castrate every member of the Barenaked Ladies – I’d put it behind Dubb Sicks. America needs more MCs who can get people off their bar stools and into the crowd – even if it’s because they’re curiously horrified.

- Chris Faraone - Boston Phoenix


http://www.oaoa.com/news/sicks_27981___article.html/texas_microphone.html

Motion Sicks-ness

Odessa native hip hop artist on the rise in Austin music scene.
March 16, 2009 - 3:35 PM

BY MATTHEW MCGOWAN

In West Texas - where God-fearing people live, work and don't want trouble, Justin "Dubb Sicks" White is the boogey man hiding under your bed with a microphone and a black bandana.

When you're not looking, his lyrics will kidnap you and take you to places you hoped never to go.

After all is said and done, you'll find yourself right where he wants you, standing in the aftermath of his seismic wit picking up the pieces of the inside-out and upside-down world you once loved.

And the 2002 Permian High School graduate will do all this with a clear conscience.

"If you're offended, it's not my fault," he said. "If you're offended, it's your fault. You don't have to listen to it, so if you get offended, that's your problem. The world is split up into people who disagree with each other, but if you truly get offended by somebody else, then that's something you need to check out for your own sake."

But then again, he said, he does sometimes say things that are over the top.

After four years of moonlighting as an emcee in the state's capital, scrapping for a fan base and carving a name for himself - not to mention touring on Greyhounds and an empty stomach and sleeping in bus stations all over the country on tours he financed himself - it seems the word on the Permian Basin's exiled son is beginning to get out.

The Austin Chronicle named Sicks as one of the city's Top 10 best hip-hop performers of 2006-2007.

And here he goes again.

The emcee said he is slated to take to the stage in Austin this month at the preeminent venue for southern acts, the South by Southwest 2009 music festival.

After rejection letters from the festival's organizers two years in a row, he said performing at SXSW probably won't catapult him to any immediate new success.

Instead, Sicks said, the acceptance testifies more to what he has done so far than it prefaces what he will do.

"It just shows that what I have done has paid off in a sense," he said. "There are a lot of people - my contemporaries - from around here who I admire and look up to but who didn't get picked to be in the festival. I guess it just shows a progression that I'm actually getting noticed."

Sicks celebrated the release of his newest album, "Music for Assholes Vol. 2," on March 7 at Odessa's Roadhouse after making the road trip from Austin the night before with two fellow emcees, including his roommate, Los Angeles native Zack "Cali Zach" Ingram, who knows what acceptance to the festival means to an aspiring artist.

"It's gotten so big, and there are so many musicians from all over the world that come to it, that it just shows that you're accepted as a professional in the industry," Cali Zach said. "It shows that people understand you're not just out there faking it. It's really a benchmark, to a certain degree."

Many aspiring rappers don't ever get the props they deserve, Sicks said. Unfortunately, many of the ones who achieve commercial success probably aren't as gifted as the underground "hip-hop heads" who toil long hours and strive for the intellectual and artistic authenticity.

"It sucks to see a 15-year-old kid from Atlanta just blow up huge and not really say anything," Sicks said. "That's better than him sitting in the street selling crack, but, for somebody like me who is trying to use this more as a type of art form, that's discouraging."

Hip hop, after all, is an art form that takes practice and a penchant for poetry, he said. Hip hop at its finest is the product of a poet with a grasp of the realities of the world around him or her, which is not to say there's not a little room for embellishment.

Admittedly, Sicks said some of his own lyrics aren't all fact, but they aren't all meant to be taken literally.

Many rappers who brag about their money and cars don't have nearly as much wealth as they purport. They put on the front to fit the living-large mold.

To Sicks, this isn't necessarily a bad thing, but it's not really his style.

"There's room for embellishment," he said. "It can be as embellished as writing a nonfiction book or as embellished as writing a totally fiction book. You can go anywhere on the spectrum you want to. A good deal of it is embellished, but the good rappers are the ones who don't have throwaway music who touch people with reality."

Soon after his arrival in Odessa on March 6, he proudly recounted how their truck ran out of gas on their way into town. Their wallets being emptier than the tank, the trio pulled into a gas station, sold two CDs, and used the money to make it into town.

He told the story with enough enthusiasm to romanticize his starving-artist status. He's a rapper who's proud of his Hoover flags, not his Benjamins.

In other words, Sicks isn't r - Odessa American


DUBB SICKS "MIND IN THE GUTTER"

Rating: 4.3 /5

The First thing that caught my attention was the original production skills laced throughout the album. Producers include S. Killz, R1, Stability, Von Smear, and Charlie Johnson and they all did a terrific job of creating full songs rather than just simple loops that repeat for 4 minutes. Another thing that jumped out right away was the limited number of cameo appearances with only Foog, Judahfly, and Cali Zack. It's refreshing to hear a new sound that is dominated by the artist for whom the CD is titled. Now for the music. Mind In The Gutter is hot with some absolutely ill percussions and Dubb Sicks ripping the track with his grimy delivery. Throughout the entire album you need to listen carefully to the lyrics because Dubb delivers some of the funniest lines ever written. The nice thing is that he comes across with a true sense of reality. He's not trying to pose like he's king of the world riding on dubs and flossing diamonds by the pound. He's talking about drinking beer rather than Henney or Chris or Moet. Realism is refreshing. The 35 second intro to Conservative Terroristic Threats II was too much and had me itching to hit the skip button. If you make it through the intro, Dubb is dropping some heavy talk. I loved the beat and especially the repeated snare on Bloodshot Angel, but when the full beat kicks in with the bass line the song takes on a whole new feel. Dope is the best description I can offer. It almost reminded me of the old Paris songs from the 90's. There are a few tracks that I didn't like mostly due to the simplistic production when compared to the others. It seems like Dubb's delivery changes to match each song's production and that would be his one downfall. I Don't Dance is easily one of my favorite tracks. The production is ill like Wu-Tang style and Dubb rocks the mic with a fierce lean. Then we get to my favorite song from the entire album, which I am only guessing was meant to be a joke, but Let Me Put The head In is absolute fire! I keep that song on replay and each time I hear another line that cracks me up. The song is mad funny, but it's cool as hell. Dubb is a damn fool with some of his lines in the song, but I guarantee he will have people singing every word of this song. Queen of the Trailer Park is a dope groove and again Dubb delivers his comical vision of a trailer park ho. There are some hits and some misses, but overall I like the album. I'm still bumpin Just Let Me Put The Head In! Dubb's sense of humor I think is the number one reason why I fell in love with this album. - Unique Styles Magazine


Dubb Sicks :: Mind in the Gutter :: myspace.com/dubbsicks
as reviewed by Nervous

Guilty Pleasure – An activity or object in which the user enjoys, but feels a varying amount of shame and/or embarrassment for doing so. They are things that you do not want to stop enjoying, but you are not too crazy about anyone knowing about it.

The personal consequences an individual may fear if someone discovers their love for their personal guilty pleasure can range all the way from mild teasing, by a few friends and family, to a federal prison sentence, and an insanely popular clip on YouTube.

I have a few guilty pleasures of my own. One of my guilty pleasures is a love for unintentionally bad movies; the type where you can see there was an honest effort to make a quality flick, yet they managed to screw up almost every element of the filmmaking process. Some of my favorites in that category are Willie Dynamite, Dolemite, and the low-budget champion, Hollywood Cop (a film so hilariously bad, I'm surprised that it doesn't make more lists on the web).

Another one of my guilty pleasures is music that embraces juvenile humor and parody as core elements and RUN WITH IT. Frank Zappa, Weird Al Yankovic, and Bobby Jimmy (the EXCELLENT hip-hop version of Weird Al) fill these categories quite nicely.

However, I have to give up points to the Texas-based emcee, Dubb Sicks, for tossing his hat in the gross-out arena – and coming up with a winner.

The album begins with the song "Intro". The music is a slowed-down sampling of a flute-type instrument bubbling over the top of heavy bass and church bells. Over this nicely composed fine bed-of-noise, Dubb Sicks comes in spitting over a track, that lasts less than a minute, yet, does a gallant job of laying out the entire tone that you can expect from this album. Namely, a blend of comedic, gross-out lyrics combined with songs that portray a nihilistic, almost dystopian personal outlook on the world around him.

In simple language, you can surmise that Dubb Sicks likes nasty shit – and life sucks.

From "Intro", we move into "Mind in the Gutter", an incredible exercise in sample chopping. Using Bob James soul-jazz classic "Nautilus" as a sampling source, the producer creates a semi-classic, allowing Dubb Sicks to spit lines some raw and dirty...well, I'll let him do the dirty talking.

Moving forward, we run headfirst into what, I assume, Dubb Sicks considers an R&B ballad – but this one damn sure is not for any ladies that I KNOW. Mr. Sicks pushes the Autotune correction feature to its absolute limit while he sings lines like this:

"Just let me put the head in baby
If you don't like it, I can pull it out
Pull it out, no, no, no, no
I said, let me put the head in baby
You can feel it, all the way down your throat
Cause I'm so swole (swollen)"

I do not know about any of you guys, but I am NOT TRYING to put that one over the speaker when I am cuddled up with something warm in a room full of candles, a hand cooked dinner, and a couple of glasses of champagne.

However, this song is really just a set-up for the next track, a hilarious tome about one of his girlfriends (I am assuming), who might not have been the best choice of companionship. Over a soulful bass line and vibrating guitar plucks, Dubb Sicks precedes to talk in depth about his girl who was "Queen Of The Trailer Park". This is a young lady who fights apparently fights pitbulls with Michael Vick, leaves cigarette burns in the linoleum, does not take showers, yet she cooks in the bathtub (don't ask), and last but most certainly not least, leaves him with an unknown ailment best discovered by asking him to drop his trousers.

Yeah, she made it real HOT for dude.

On a serious note, he spits a great story song on "Peter Davis". It is a pseudo-autobiography concerning his relationship with a ethically, yet very effective, music manager who manages to make him a quasi-celebrity, but allows him to deteriorate to the point where he ends up an AIDS-infected junkie, begging for change on the streets.

Overall, "Mind in the Gutter" is a bipolar listen. He swings back in forth from dead serious to dead funny so often that it seems to be, at times, two combined EPs, instead of a cohesive album. However, taken on a song-by-song basis, it is an entertaining listen with nice beats, nice wordplay, and at times, a sick sense of humor.

You might feel a bit embarrassed to play a few of the songs in the street, but you will enjoy every second of what you hearing. There is no need to feel guilty about that.

Nervous Picks: "Intro", "Mind in the Gutter", "Just Let Me Put The Head In", "Queen of the Trailer Park"

Music Vibes: 8 of 10 Lyric Vibes: 8 of 10 TOTAL Vibes: 8 of 1 - www.rapreviews.com


Reviewed by Ben Meredith

A white rapper in Texas? Yup, that's Dubb Sicks. Well known for his live stage acts, he's been called a "rockstar that spits sick over beats," a stage presence that gets the crowd hyped while still maintaining his hip-hop persona. Opening for acts like Jedi Mind Tricks, Cage, and Fatlip, this guy is not wasting any time in coming up in the underground hip-hop scene. He has already been named one of Austin's top ten hip-hop performers in the Austin Chronicle from 2007. Although it's not his stage act, you can get a feel for what he sounds like by listening to "Mind in the Gutter" below. - URB Magazine


An iconoclast of the most surly nature, Dubb Sicks spins Bukowski-esque tales of a Sunrise Alcoholic hellbent on railing against what the Odessa native calls a "Nazi conspiracy." While "Story of a Filthy Pig" breaks down the psychology of a racist cop, "Conservative Terrorist Threats" advances "the voice of people who can't rise up when they fall." - Austin Chronicle


Best Hip Hop


1. Overlord
2. Dirty Wormz
3. Boombox
4. Zeale 32
5. Bavu Blakes
6. Tee Double
7. The Arab League
8. Basswood Lane
9. Phranchyze
10. Dubb Sicks - Austin Chronicle


8:30pm, Karma Lounge Dubb Sicks is a nasty motherfucker. The local rhyme slinger's 2008 release, Mind in the Gutter, is a hedonistic romp through Austin streets and Odessa trailer parks full of binge drinking, verbal beatdowns, and venereal diseases. Not exactly enlightening but entertaining as hell. - Austin Chronicle


Best Hip Hop 2007

1. BoomBoxATX
2. Bavu Blakes
3. MC Overlord
4. Dirty Wormz
5. Zeale32
6. Afrofreque
7. Dubb Sicks
8. Phranchyze
9. Tee Double
10. Braylon Wilcott - Austin Chronicle


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Austin Chronicle Music Awards 2009

1.Tee Double
2. Toddy B
3. Jesse Brede
4. Trampia
5. Andrew Parsons
6. Dubb Sicks
7. The Cipher
8. Zeale
9. Team Next
10. Phranchyze - Austin Chronicle


With 2008's Mind in the Gutter, Dubb Sicks established himself as Austin's pre-eminent degenerate rapper at the age of 23. On this second album, the Odessa-born MC flips his game, toning down the shock and front-loading Lifestyles with choice cuts ("Just to Make Ya'll Feel It," "Not So Very Far From Home") that didn't seem in his wheelhouse two years ago. "Rapstar the Superhero" and "My Girlfriend Hates It" suggest Sicks has a ways to go, but his progress is palpable, and he knows it ("Sharper lyrics, better beats, better mixing, more production"). - Austin Chronicle


Dubb Sicks
Lifestyles of the Sick and Fameless
By Chris Dart

The casual listener might be tempted to write Dubb Sicks off as another foul-mouthed, pseudo-horrorcore artist, and that assessment wouldn't be totally off base. Sicks doesn't hesitate to go for gnarly, gross-out shock value in his rhymes, and he likes to keep things as antisocial as possible. On deeper inspection though, there's more to Sicks than meets the eye. His lyrics are full of sharp pop culture references, and he even shouts out HBO's cult favourite anti-hero Kenny Powers. Add that to a tendency towards complex rhyme schemes and it becomes apparent that the gruff, whiskey-voiced Texan is actually a potential top-tier MC cleverly disguised as a shock rapper. On "Tha Anthem," Sicks takes what could be just another tired-ass tribute to hedonism and twists it into a weird mash of dark humour and clever punch lines. "Just to Make Y'all Feel It" has the vibe of a potential classic, with its deep soul samples and shout-along chorus. There's a lot more to Dubb Sicks than meets the eye, and with his skilled, consistent delivery and gift for crowd rocking choruses, he's definitely a potential breakout artist worth watching in the second half of 2010. (Backyard)
- www.exclaim.ca


Best Hip Hop 2007

1. BoomBoxATX
2. Bavu Blakes
3. MC Overlord
4. Dirty Wormz
5. Zeale32
6. Afrofreque
7. Dubb Sicks
8. Phranchyze
9. Tee Double
10. Braylon Wilcott - Austin Chronicle


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Bio

Crawling out of the dusty desert oilfields of Odessa, Texas Dubb Sicks has become a fixture in the Texas underground rap scene. His gritty trailer park anthems and booze soaked live shows have entertained crowds nationwide.

Dubb Sicks was named a "Top 10 Hip-Hop Performer" by the Austin Chronicle 2006-2012 and has played SXSW 6 times since 2009. In 2014 Dubb Sicks went on the 21 west coast dates of the Vans Warped Tour via the Bring it Back hip hop stage and also played the A3C hip-hop festival in Atlanta.

Dubb Sicks has shared the stage with national acts including: Yelawolf, Ghostface Killah, Raekwon, Jedi Mind Tricks, Action Bronson, Rittz, R.A. the Rugged Man, Big Boi of OutKast, 2 Live Crew, KRS-1, Too $hort, Geto Boys and RAKIM just to name a few. His rugged delivery and storytelling ability matched with his energetic stage performance and creative marketing strategies keep Dubb Sicks in the thick of the evolving Texas underground music scene.

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