Shambling along as ever, the Boom Skwadron, “so sick with it, I quarantine my 16s” and on course to “screw you like mixtapes from Houston”, keeps on under the effects of his heavy ‘Waterworld’ blowout. The bashed-up ‘Hydromatic’ basks in the glory of getting away with a brilliantly outrageous Grease sample; along with the wide awake, munchkin-assisted ‘Moccafella’, the most conspicuous of a thick-set stumble and stagger. Cruddily effective that with Tame’s boggling wordplay of varying logic, scrabbles for listeners’ staunch attention.
3 Out Of 5
Reviewed By: Matt Oliver
