The first in Lynch's Strange Music-backed Coathanga Strangla trilogy. This is a very flawed (also confusingly strong) start to the story he wanted to tell. The beats are awful but simultaneously the rapping is impeccable and surprisingly technical despite the lyrics. He raps like he's piecing together off-kilter Picasso interpretations of Memphis triplet flows and goes from rapping in between, on top of, and then off-kilterdly to everything here flawlessly. The bad beats sort of highlight that for better or for worse, I'm entirely convinced you could give Lynch anything and he'd be able to rap amazingly on it. The stories fun the first time you listen but return listens will result in tedium. Worth peeping at least once for that reason.
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