producers: richta, ginx

Back in the days, a group with five members wasn't unusual. Four emcees was the norm, back when the crews were still called Furious Five or Fearless Four, Fresh 3 MC's or Funky Four and 1 More. Times have changed and the R'n'B norm of four singer in a group is not valid for hip hop groups. Then again, the Slaughter House V have nothing to do with R'n'B or the old days.

Let's get it straight: this is too short. A four track EP just isn't good enough. Then again, maybe rather four hard slicing, mind melting tracks, than twenty mushy ones. But still, four tracks just ain't enough. However, let's start with "Rawmageddon". While it's not popular with artists to compare them to other artists, this is some Rebel Alliance meets Rubberroom track, while it's a little too tame for being Rubberroom and a little too not spacey enough to be an old Rebel Alliance cut. But if you know those two references, it shows that these cats can hang with some high standards. A constantly repeating piano, as well as a stagnant drum, together with a little scratching and cinematic effects, hooked up by DJ Maestro, allow the emees to spit their Armageddon rhymes, warning you to not be "caught in a compromising situation". While if you decide to go against these guys, every situation will be a compromising situation for you.

The second track "Lost Lords" is more musical with a guitar and a melodic bass. This time, Lord 360, Chapter, Lost One and Drub don't spend their time with post-panic rhymes, but their hunted minds express deep thoughts, just saying "your sins were my life". The track that shares the name with the EP is up next. "Pentagon Destructo Factor" picks up the energy, with harmless seeming strings. The lyrics on the other hand, have us find the emcees following the good tradition of braggin' and boasting, while theirs comes either subtle or too obvious, when they go "we drink formaldehyde to make us placid". It is a tale of impossible things, what this reviewer likes to call scientific rhymes. However, one can hear the confidence in their words, and even a lot of big major professional guys are lacking just that.

And then there are more strings on "Def Con 847". The pace gets slowed down a little on this Richta produced cut. The story line of the God, the revolutionary, the destined and the survivor comes in the same vibe as the track before this one, while the complexity and musicality can't explain why this track has to be less known, than whatever clocks in the biggest sales numbers at Sandbox or Fat Beats.

But then again, this probably wants to sell, but it wants much more to be appreciated. Why trying to get props, if the props are only a reflection of expected appeal? The real head maybe rather listens than talks and rather headnods than jumps. But this is not saying anything about this EP. The strength of its compiled thought out elementism, has those that care, open their eyes, and share to have something in common.