The word on this has been mixed, falling somwhere between ‘lyrics that go beyond being intelligent to becoming unintelligible’ to ‘content, braggadocio, observations and word play…clever, and seldom babbling’. Certainly, this isn’t an easy album to dip into. It’s packed full of tweaked flow and busted up cadences; my golden-age loving better half won’t stay in the same room as it. RDJ2 and Madlib are among the names on the production credits, and I guess it’s in that list that the problems lies. The homogeneity of El-P’s production gave Cold Vein its claustrophobic sound. Look Mom is blurred in comparison. Lastly, MF Doom. Why would you give him a guest spot on your album? You know he is only going to put the hurt of you, and he does, with his delivery on ‘Da Superfriendz‘ coming across as effortless.
3.5 out of 5