[7 April 2008]
An almost-holy debut hybrid of hip hop and Charles Bukowski-like spoken word poetry. Two Ton Sloth is teaming with philosophized lyrical missiles aimed at society and self. The album was recorded at several studios coast to coast and, probably—judging by the spacey aesthetic—at the wee hours of the morning when the sub-conscience runs free and meanders across the murky depths of “Ethereal Mucus”, “Jesus Is a Disastrous Rhythm”, and “School Play From a Cloud’s Left Lung”. Brad Hamers is on rhymes and Panzah Zandahz (PZ) produces the multi-genre Beck-esque sound collage. Does the abstract, lo-fi and highly experimental endeavor succeed? Yes, when Hammers hits the mark and only if you stay up late enough to where you can get slap-happy enough to stomach the self-indulgent moments on the bloated last track “Fog Over a Bed in a Bathroom Floor Apt”. Other than that, the mood of Two Ton Sloth is perfect for slipping into a surreal late-night contemplative musing and doesn’t listen as lethargically as the moniker suggests.