Busdriver has had a hell of a couple of years, putting out a batshit mashup mixtape, a noisy Dibiase-produced collaboration with Nocando, and one of his greatest, weirdest albums ever. The first Computer Cooties mixtape in particular seems to have snapped the driver out of his middling-album funk, and now he's off out there just going for it, doing whatever weirdass thing strikes his fancy. The immediacy has been refreshing and exciting.
This follows the same basic line, with plenty of nasty 8-give-or-take-a-bit production and endless, effortlessly clever lines. The collision with Das Racist is unsurprising, and this has a bit of their carefree smartest-dumb-guys-in-the-room swagger. It's a fine line between Das Racist's winking irreverence and lazy churlishness for its own sake though, and hooks like "You're my bottom bitch!" "It's so squishy!" and "I'm the big dog you're the fire hydrant" dip into the later, evoking the flattest moments off of 10 Haters.
When Busdriver smarts up though he's unbeatable, so casual in his reference weaving, particularly on closer Werner Herzog. This misses the highs of his last full length, but is still solid enough to justify his new bluesky spitball crusade, sounding like he can keep em coming forever. Here's hoping 4/5
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