The third of 4 albums the brothers pushed out in 2012 -- its continuation of the flow strangeness and insidious hooks are testament to their talent, but by now the sound's starting to show its limitations.
The detuned samples wander in just this side of listenable, blossoming unexpectedly, sliced by offkilter samples, an avalanche of sounds from an infinite library. But it's uglier, most scattered than Eternal Champ, lacking that album's human core and headbobbing backalleys. By comparison, this just sounds like fucking around, lacking that sweat//luck magic that grabbed you by the ass last time around 3/5
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