New York's abrasive hip-hop artist El-P returns to his solo career, after a 5 year hiatus, on 2012's Cancer 4 Cure.
El-P spits out furiously paranoid, yet intellectual lyrics bordering along the lines of obscure sci-fi, over distorted synth-heavy loops that sound more like something out of a robotic weapons factory. It's noticeably different in texture and sound from his previous solo efforts but it still can't be mistaken for anybody else.
It growls, rumbles and slaps the shit-eating grin off your face.
4 Groucho Marx's out of 5