Review: Death Grips aren't concerned with appealing to newcomers on the deliberately difficult yet undeniably thrilling Year of the Snitch

If ever a review cried out to be written in one long stream-of-consciousness ALL CAPS rant with complete disregard for punctuation (except for copious question and exclamation marks), this would be it. It would perfectly reflect Year of the Snitch's apparently couldn't-care-less, tossed-off, throw-everything-at-the-wall-and-see-what-sticks creative approach. The eighth full length release (in as many years) by Sacramento, CA experimental noise-rap crew Death Grips is, at least upon first listen,...