Mùm Summer Make Good

The cutest little band on earth returns with its darkest effort to date, an album that trades in the dew-dappled splendor of past outings for moonlit mood music. Much has been made of Mùm’s environmental approach to recording, and the field recordings strewn throughout this album (whether of whistling wind or creaking clapboards) deftly evoke the lighthouse in which it was recorded. Still, one can’t help but think that the Icelandic soundscape is herein reduced to caricature, and a maudlin one at that. The estimation is confirmed by these songs, which seem more like assayed lullabies than fully formed pieces of music. Rockist though this criticism may be, there’s an utter lack of tunes here, nothing which allows singer Kristin Anna Valtysdottir to emerge past the embryonic fairy steez which has become her cloying trademark. Just call this one a nautical disaster.

Various Artists Exclusive Collection: Mixed By DJ Rhettmatic

Now that DJ mixtapes are a sanctioned format, they’ve become tricky. Previously, track selection was left up to the DJ. Nowadays, the labor of getting song-use permission comes heavily into play. As a showcase for Rhettmatic’s DJ skills, this mix is great. As a smorgasbord of songs, it’s less successful. There are some tight tracks by the Beatnuts and Tony Touch, but other cuts are middling fare, and almost all of them are widely available. This isn’t a bad mix, but it’s not essential listening.

The Sound Providers An Evening With The Sound Providers

The Sound Providers’ style is “jazz combo with drum programming.” Utilizing dusty horn and piano loops as the backdrop, the Providers set a hip-hop jazz club vibe that’s certainly a winner. Their Achilles heel is that they fall a little too in love with their loops, meaning several instrumental tracks stagnate, and don’t take the formula any further. Nevertheless, some quality vocalists, including Asheru, Ken Boogaloo, Yeshua, Phonte and Pooh of Little Brother, propel their cuts ahead nicely, and there isn’t a wack beat to be had here.

Kmd The Best Of KMD

All you need to know about this disc is this: It’s the best material off Mr. Hood and the controversial (and initially unreleased) Black Bastards albums. “Trial N Error,” “Smokin’ That Shit,” “Peachfuzz,” “What a Niggy Know.”..all the great ones are represented here. Sparkling production? Check. Immaculate MCing? Check. Bugged-out basslines, wit, knowledge and underacknowledged classic material? Check times four. Fans of MF Doom should be hungry for the history lessons, and people who bought and lost these tapes back in the day will definitely appreciate having them again. Essential listening.

Vast Aire Look Mom…No Hands

Are they or aren’t they? No new Cannibal Ox album yet, but here’s Vast Aire’s solo project, with Vast bouncing off RDJ2’s soul cuts, Ayatollah’s electro-rockers and Madlib’s herky-jerky sampler jazz. An energized Vast wades right in, sprinkling references to his infamous Cold Vein rhymes among new punchlines, and ripping the system on “Poverty Lane 16128” (“I think this whole system’s corrupt/They’d rather fly into space than fill an empty cup”). Still, we miss Vordul Megilah like a phantom limb, and when he shows up on the closing track, the duo is butter like Captain and Tennille.

Eyedea & Abilities E & A

Eyedea and Abilities could swap names and it would still work. Eyedea is a rhymer with numerous battle championships under his belt, yet he’s able to spin complex yarns; he puts down a book’s worth of lyrics on E & A, the duo’s second album. Abilities is a turntablist with undeniable wrist skills and DMC titles, but he also drops hard-hitting involved productions. It’s the way these two link up that propels E & A. When Abilities grinds out the shuffle-technical “Star Destroyer,” Eyedea responds with a ferocious battle verse, and neither flags in intensity throughout.

Pierre Blaszczyk One Night Like This EP

This bit comes from the tombs of Horspiel label head and Utils founder Blaszczyk, offering a bit of unexpected noise for the club. Glitch madness in a not so minimal setting, the audio palate here is reminiscent of Dot Matrix printers on meth. One cut contains a gated melodic bass, however the overall production screams true raw grit.

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