I think I'm in heaven,
This review is from: Clouddead (Audio CD)
Imagine my surprise when I found this relatively obscure rap album by a group with a silly name, torchbearers of an even sillier genre: ambient hip-hop. You thought Brian Eno and Cypress Hill don't mix? Think again!
The album might not be perfect, but it's this flawed aspect that keeps me coming back for more. Put some nasal-sounding rappers in a room, feed them some philosophical mumbo-jumbo, give them a few drugs, and this album is guaranteed to come out. Lo-fi songs with parts fading in and out, nonsense rhymes and a vacuum cleaner doing some beat-boxing...this is what I've been waiting for my whole life.
This album is like a half-remembered dream. You don't really know what's going on, and you can interpret anything. It's all hazy and mysterious, just like the name guarantees.