At times psychotic and at others all sweetness and light, this loosely rooted in hip-hop release is a mesmerizing maze of sounds, textures and feelings. Boom Bip draws on a heap on influences to create an avant-garde tapestry featuring twenty-nine unique tracks. Doseone's lyrical genius is plain to see from the offset, and his unique style suggests he's floating in his own bubble, and doesn't give too much of a damn for convention or anything else that could hold him back. "Dead Man's Teal" squeezes acid over a drunken wobbling break, maniacal vocals, confusing scratches and a suicidal bass. "Directions to California" has the air of a horror film soundtrack, with its wispy atmospheric strings, spoken directions, which suggest it's a long way, and heavy breathing. "The Lantern" is a bare shining light where a naked sax, stripped down percussion and thin petrified keys hold out the torch. "Town Crier's Walk" takes cutthroat scratches, a Kraftwerkian synth a nasty bass from the underbelly of humanity and a banged break on a stroll into the darkest of nights. "Gin" is a child's wind up toy-based cut, where a stretched violin, a vengeful synth and schizophrenic vocals are unable to cope. Too ghoulish, sadistic or plain scary for many a commercial audience, this should still get the respect it deserves on the underground. - Overload |