This came out in 1999 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
If Bootsy Collins, Sun Ra and William S. Burroughs formed a hip-hop crew, they couldn’t be any more twisted than Kool Keith Thornton.
Exhibit A: he’s the rapper Prodigy sampled for Smack My Bitch Up. And that’s nothing compared to his controversial solo albums, where he creates macabre characters like Dr. Octagon and spews free-association rhymes about pornography, alien anal probes, graphic violence and surgical misadventures. Predictably, Keith tones down the more gruesome elements of his act on this major-label debut — but remarkably, he does so without diluting his unique brilliance. Even when his demented lyrics make no sense (and with lines like “You are the monsters of the original Mr. Softee ice cream trucks,” that’s pretty often) the spaced-out Moog grooves and his otherworldly, hyperkinetic flow are enough to keep the whole affair in an orbit around Uranus.
