Kidkanevil is a fine architect of bass-heavy instrumental hip-hop and breaks, immersed in percussion and Eastern mysticism, willing to plough the gamut of the world to build up his wordless beats. From synth-pop to dirty Bollywood sleaze, from grime to electronica, there is a feeling of urgency, of cityscapes erupting with implosions all around as he meticulously builds up some well-thought out, complex hip-hop for our listening pleasure. 'Real Wild' uses a well-known and well-ploughed Bollywood action funk sample and manipulates it to sound fresh as it flanges across speakers while the drums explode underneath it. 'Tokyorkshire' is a simple synth-toy riff build around a squelch of games sounds and vocal samples of children, you feel like you're hearing people playing Mario in the next room, while 'Yuki's Hometown Hifi' is full of bass-driven skankin and reggae goodtime vibes. There are oodles of versatility on the album, a seamless weave of soundscapes from all over the world. By the time, the album goes to that stereotypical beats and breaks instrumental hip-hop and scratching sound, you don't mind as you're midway point through a beautifully well-put together album full of passion and promise. This is a really good album from a talented producer still learning still building and still promising to rival the likes of his influences in years to come, with such versatility, who remembers 'Endtroducing' anyway?
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