"That's That" is basically exactly what you expect from an MF Doom song: Two minutes of frantic free-association over a chopped-up elevator-music loop, with no chorus and a quick burst of unbelievably hoarse Biz Markie-esque soul-singing at the end. But given that Doom, who just changed his name to (seriously) DOOM, hasn't released an album in about three years, it's no longer possible to take for granted this sort of blasé lunacy. DOOM's voice is a little more ragged than I remember, but otherwise his totally singular style remains absolutely unchanged. The beat is the sort of distracted violins-and-organs stutter he's been slapping together since Operation: Doomsday, and the lyrics are so utterly random that it'll take multiple listens just to get some handle on what the hell he's saying.If this one's any indication, DOOM has progressed beyond even talking about how dope he is, rarely even bothering to make sense: "Cornish hens switching positions, auditioning morticians," "Found him, drowned in cow's dung, crowns flung." Still, if you listen close, "That's That" has a few wicked punchlines: "Give a MC a rectal hysterectomy/ Lecture on removal of the bowel, foul technically." Yup, this guy is still weird.[possibly from Born Like This; expected in 2009 on Lex]