The fundamental assumption of DJ culture is that someone presenting a selection of their record collection, ordered in a certain way, of course, for public consumption can be deemed a creative act. I can see the logic. Maybe it’s a form of music curation? Maybe it’s a form of collection, DJ Tu-ki as a modern day Alan Lomax whose beat isn’t the porches of Alabama but the record stores of New York? Maybe it’s the postmodern notion that consumption can be a form of expression – capitalism as art? Maybe the DJ mix-tape is the record-collection version of MTV’s Cribs? Maybe he’s just our cool friend with a better record collection? Whatever way you want to approach it, the crux is that this is an awesome collection of hip hop that runs the gamut from the Fat Boys to Mos Def. People far hipper than me will judge this on how obscure the cuts are, I can only judge it as a collection of music and on how pronounced my overbite got as I grooved around my kitchen (very pronounced).