Lower Manhattan‘s Cibo Matto always seemed to show off shopping spree bounties, rather than releasing cohesive albums. They‘ll rap about the artichokes they ate, show off their discount thrash-metal CDs, and finally spend the night trying on three-dozen genres. Cibo keyboardist/samplist Yuka Honda continues the good faith on her second solo album. Here, she dabbles in Greenwich Village-folkie hip-hop, then gelatinous broken beat, then starry halo keyboard trips to Neptune, then harpsichord ballads for Fellini movies, then ‘97-style alternative rock, and then….it‘s difficult to understand her personal statement since she wears so many masks. Nonetheless, Eucademix is fine, intrepid experimentalism.