
And if you’re hoping to make a West Coast classic but your relationship with Madlib is strained, you could do worse than enlist his younger brother, producer Oh No. It is Blu’s most ardent attempt to embed himself within that lineage. This album works in conversation with iconic LA rap records of the previous three decades, from Regulate.G Funk Era to Madvillainy. Still, it now feels like a trial run for Red Hot, which addresses the previous problems while retaining the core conceit. But it lacked cohesion, exacerbated by a perpetually murky mix.


This isn’t the first time Blu has tried to make a record like this: 2014’s Good to Be Home attempted back-to-basics West Coast rap.
