A Breathtaking Trip to That Otherside

Alexander Spit’s bleak, baleful Breathtaking Trip to That Otherside is not good-times music. Spit is from California, but his dank, druggy rap music feels allergic to sunshine. Spit produced the entire album, and his sticky, bleary sound owes more to Dilla and RZA. Everything seems to move through a thick film, including Spit’s raps, which gob up into bits of blacklit surrealism about Roswell and chemtrails and unspool into long spleen-venting rants. If you’ve ever sat, stoned, in an apartment during a blazingly hot day with the blinds drawn, Breathtaking Trip will feel clammily familiar.