This is special. The first side itches identity, family and culture via a raw, Madlibbed, fucked-up re-jigging of classic, scratchy Ghanaian highlife, lit up by sampled fighting talk from the great Kwame Nkrumah. The flip drops the same B-Boy science along Edgware Road in West London — the highlife gone, the hiphop turning spooked Bass, incorporating ambient recording and the tough poetry and pithy interjections of a bunch of Fresh Start students, and passers-by.
Silk-screened sleeves; two hundred copies in all. Warmly recommended.