I like Kid Koala, but I would probably hate him if I was a DJ, in the same way that a marginally talented musician would hate a criminally gifted child prodigy. He did everything on this record by hand, i.e., no samplers or loops, which makes an additional testament to the incredible technical skill displayed in this album (which barely lasts longer than a sitcom). In an interview he said that this cd was his place to put all the stuff he couldn't use at parties, which is evidently a whole friggin lot of stuff. I guess you could sum this album up by noting three things: obscure vocal samples and such, feverish scratching and manual looping chops that make my non dj wrists hurt, and enough strong head bobbing beats to fill...something small. It has a good sense of humor and a fiercely unique sound which may grow thin with repeated listening, but the gimmick is welcome if you approach it wanting to be amazed by the unusual showoff stylings of one of the world's best djs. But if you want the usual fast rhythmic stuff over loud hip hop beats listen to Q-Bert.