Sometimes the album art says it all: some growling homeboy in a Beijing Opera mask, rainbow ski boots, with what appears to be a travel version of Connect Four dangling from his belt and, in the mirror, his opposite reflection. I don’t know quite how it’s happened, but Bi-Conicals… sounds exactly like iconic hip-hopper Rammellzee looks-not quite insane, not quite clown. This album is full of gothic videogame hip-hop tunnel-scavengers that aren’t quite demented enough to be truly fun, yet crazy enough as to be totally confusing to listen to.