One of the strangest hip-hop records ever, Broken Love Letter isn’t an album so much as therapy for a man traumatized by relationship problems. k-the-i???’s creepily obsessive digs at the fairer sex are spit in a manic-panic state, his pained urgency negating any sense of familiar flow. k’s literally off-beat style is distinctive, but it’s an acquired taste. Much better is the music, which juxtaposes subliminal snippets of easy listening with the sort of chaotically teeming, cacophonous funk that makes El-P’s joints sound like P.M. Dawn. Think: Bomb Squad producing cLOUDDEAD, with a romantic loser on the mic.