*Originally this album was released in November of 2004 and is being re-released with a DVD and scatch and sniff packaging! So I re-upped the review for the good people at RSE...and cause you know, its a delicious album - J-23*

Despite releasing 2 or 3 albums a year, MF DOOM has not released an LP backed by his own production since 99’s classic Operation: Doomsday. Coming under the Rhymesayers banner, MM..Food may be the most anticipated indy release of the year. In 2004 DOOM has already teamed up with partner-in-proficiency Madlib for the certifiable classic Madvillain album, plus he dropped the blazing Viktor Vaughn 2 EP. Could his latest opus be the best of the bunch?

I say, no. But you could probably make a good argument otherwise. DOOM’s creative madness is always punctuated perfectly over his own quirky production. DOOM’s one part thug, one part comic book nerd, and one part mad scientist is just made to flow over a delightfully cheesy 80’s sample. Keeping with his title theme, DOOM has food-inspired titles for each song and has littered his rhymes with clever food metaphors. The finest example is Kookies, which is a clever little track about internet porn (get it? cookies). DOOM’s stream-of-consciousness, multi-layered rhymes spread over his vintage production like butter on Deep Fried Frenz (word to Whodini), and Hoe Cakes. But none is better than his Count Bass D collabo Potholders where he kicks the likes of; “a lot of niggas wish to die/they need to hold they horses, there’s bigger fish to fry/your on the list/if not, pick a number spot/ten and a half timbs was made to kick your bumbleclot.”

There are two instances where DOOM allows another chef in the kitchen, first the mad to his villain comes through One Beer then PNS of the Molemen cooks up Kon Queso. Unfortunately the former was a Madvillain b-side and the latter was previously released as Yee Haw. But I guess I can excuse it for lines like; “first learned to neck off a home-ec home-wrecker/this was like back when he was crib age/when he hits the stage its like a gauge to the rib cage”

The only real downside here is the middle of the album featuring some 8 straight minutes of DOOM’s wacky interludes, and Guinesses which doesn’t even feature the kid. Fortunately you’ve still got tracks the quality of Kon Karne and Vompitspit to keep the album in constant rotation. In short, ol’ Metal Face has done it yet again with another excellent album that will surely be on many short lists for album of year. “If he had a pot he’d still piss on the sidewalk,” now that’s a villain.