Ignore the flagrant disobedience of the laws of spelling; Big K.R.I.T.’s brand of hip-hop is the closest kind you’ll ever get to classic literature. Which, aesthetically speaking, is.. not very close at all. But we don’t have to subject ourselves to our instinctive superficial selves, right? The similarities lie in K.R.I.T.’s thematic expounding on topics such as despondency, introspective insurrection, and challenging the limits of social convention through microcosms and memories. Doesn’t this all sound a bit, err, conceptual for the ‘Dirty South’? Maybe. There’s no use pretending those cliches aren’t interminably included, but they seem to take the form of a curious acknowledgement, a sort of reluctant reminder of a heritage he only occasionally wheels out. Philosophical musings aside – he just dropped his new mixtape, the Return of 4eva, on Monday night. I haven’t even got round to it yet, what with being exclusively devoted to Portishead’s Dummy as of late, but I’m gonna put my neck on the line and recommend it regardless. If it’s half as good as K.R.I.T. Wuz Here, it’ll be worth a spin or two. You can download the whole thing (for free!) over at his website.