I thought I'd give this record to Fat Wally Sliiide for comment. (Y'all probably don't know him. He calls himself "The FM grannywide booty call AC/DC hootenanny tree nigger of Seattle." He raps in the local crew P-GET (their song, "U is missin' out on dat SHIT," explains the name) and their debut album The P-GET Sound: Freestyle 1998 was just released on Whammy Joint Records. But fuck it, this ain't about them.) He had a much more, um, articulate take on the album. Here's what he had to say:

"Looks like my B-Boy real stepped off on the right side of the blankety blank in the bank this morning. Thug as a jug and higher than my tires, Psycho Realm cusses cuz cussin's the Air Jordan of record sales, fly? Like the dick in my drawers, you drop a four letter here there and you got the makings of you know, like, watermelons for everybody. Makes you uncomfortable to hear a black man talkin' bout the watermelons, right? Peep this like Tom. The Psycho Realm is all about the dark hours we all at and how shit's gonna go down before the love comes up. Check that wack nasty harpsichord shit they got revolvin' on "Premonitions." That's a bomb for yo mom right there and speakin' of yo mom, the bitch is so fat when she hauls ass she gotta make two trips."

I couldn't figure out what in the fuck he was talking about, so I asked him for a number rating. I guess he liked it.

-Jason Josephes