Posted on 09/19/2005

 

"Neon lights shine, glow in the dark… urination!"

Why, Kool Keith, why?! As he gets older and more purposely bizarre, the less "cool" he becomes. All of his records in the aftermath of his banning from Columbia Records after the Black Elvis album flopped have sounded like a guy making a mockery of a once great version of himself. At times, he doesn't even seem to be trying. He doesn't rhyme, or even flow on beat most of the time; just randomly blurts out offensive words or phrases like the ultimate mad rapper, complete with Tourette's Syndrome.

But what about this new record? Well, it's yet another hour of keyboard beats and nonsensical lyrics to add to that pile. Most of the songs end up sounding the same (boring) and ending up at the same place (nowhere). In other words, it's business as usual.

Highlights and low points are either irrelevant or non-existent (I'm going to be honest with you here and say that I can't really tell what's what). If you already know you're a fan of Kool Keith's chicanery, you should probably be into this. For the rest of us, the liner notes are much more amusing than the actual music. Amongst a flurry of ridiculous shout outs (which include Project Pat, Cash Money, white folks, Phil Collins, Iron Maiden and the B-52's), you get a list of his top 10 producers (of which he has shockingly named himself number one) and a reference to the Dave Chappelle "I'm Rick James, bitch!" joke. Fascinating.