These Vancouver BattleAxe guys consistently throw me for a loop because they look like a cheesy funk band that has a weekly night at the University of Guelph's student pub or something. But then I throw on Sweatshop's third album and, blam!, hot beats created with real instruments, dope lyrics, tight flows, catchy hooks, a sense of humour, swift scratches and always, always something to say. As they explain early on, the quality is so high cuz they don't condone the music industry "makin' cash from the hype like The Passion Of Christ" by pumping out bullshit albums with hit singles. They also spit about motivation, self-control and some types of people you might know. And you'll still only wanna party to it.