All ‘The Mighty Musket Mouth’ needs is a socket to plug himself into and away he goes, blowing away drum machine clatter that offers an all too pallid, factory floor prophecy of NYC’s future, Four Tet and In Flagranti amongst the metal-beating visualisers.
The rhyme-to-anything ethos on full blast, Beans shows himself to be an amiable name dropper and gag-smith instead of a stockpiling trial by ear; ‘Electric Eliminator’ and ‘Air Is Free’ displays more old skool morals of rhyming when in direct league with his respiratory system. Quick on the draw, Beans bosses a bite-sized blitz of syllable practice.
7/10
Words by Matt Oliver