Let's face it: those retro-back in the days all was better-I got that early King Sun record type purists are geeks. And the journalists are the commanders of the squad. That's why we like Edan, who's like our minister of music, him being responsible for some of the best music that should have come out twenty years ago. And today, we'd gladly pick it up as our national anthems. It however took Edan a minute to get his music available for a wider audience, as his music was only available on 12"es (like the 'try to find it now' "Sing It Shitface" 12" on Buiscuithead) and CD-R's. With the good people of Lewis Records now releasing this album, we shall position ourselves in our b-boy stance and get as excited like white trash on a discount night at the one dollar store.

Getting back to our geek discussion though: if Edan really is (attention: a journalistic music genre label coming up) doing Geek Rap or something, then the universe is being flipped over like the magnetic direction on this good old planet in about twenty eight years (and be warned: it will bring turmoil and destruction). Cause this nerdy kid is sounding too damn cool. And he's blatantly elitist, when he starts talking about the masters on "Syllable Practice (Original)", or when he's name dropping on "#1 Hit Record" that also features the memorable line: "the flyest on a 12" / so is a girl and she doesn't make records". He then goes for the reality show, when he's mockingly restaging a conversation between two fellow geeks on "Ultra '88 (Tribute)", to later mimicking Kool Keith rather excellently. Or check out the "Sing It Shitface" 12" cut "Migraine" that reappears on here as the 'Almighty Dust Mix', that speeds up things, giving a nod to a "Men At Work" or "Let The Rhythm Hit 'Em".

Looking for what could be enjoyed by someone who owns the second UMC's album, as well as by a tolerant rap fan who thinks that hip hop started with Snoop, then there are the more straight forward "Rapperfection" featuring Mr. Lif that's getting harsh on your arse though. And if that's not your kind of stimulation, then there's "Mic Manipulator", that's a playful little diddy, with Edan flowing about his skills, skilling about his flows and illing about his hoes, or something. He's then getting even further regular on "Run That Shit!" as we are transported to the best of the early nineties, with the piano, the KRS sample and all that other stuff that's happening. The lyrics are giving us Edan at his most ignorant, with him stealing lollypops from small children, to then do something nasty that isn't for the ears of small children (then again, they wouldn't get it, so sing it to 'em like a lullaby).

By the way, Edan is not just a funny lyricist, proving his humor on cuts like "Emcees Smoke Crack" or the hidden track, he's also one incredible producer. And not only the opening "'83 Wildin" is showing and proving that. On each cut he's doing a little something, something, and that usually with a little surprise, one note that just doesn't really need to be there, like that one bing sound on "Humble Magnificent", or like the classical music sample he flips on "Key.Bored".

What only makes it the more tragic, that we've got word that Edan isn't sure if he'll be able to do another album. The word is, that all these cuts are some years old and were done during one burst of creativity, with him not being sure, if he can get himself in such a creative state again. But man, that'd be a tragic. Like a real tragedy, like Intelligent Hoodlum flipping his style. Wack. At least as wack as "Phantom Menace".

But yo, dude is a geek, right? And all geniuses are geeks, right? Hence geeks can be geniuses. Hence Edan better be a genius, that only waits for the next inspirational dog to bite him in the buttocks, and the tracks will again flow out of him, like snot during hay fever season (okay that was disgusting). And if not? Man, first put some black shoe laces in your shell toes, walk around with a lowered head for a week or two, buy this record at least once, and cherish it, like it's your first sex memory and thank the hip hop geek god that you were allowed to hear this.