So Smokin' Like A Bandit vol. 2 has all the hallmarks of vol. 1: slender, slightly noirish beats; a husky and pleasingly percussive flow; lyrics almost exclusively devoted to really nasty sex rhymes. The lead single, "Breakin' Up," a reprisal about distrust and paranoia in relationships, is available as a free radio edit on iTunes, but don't let the words "radio edit" fool you: Durt is never one to pass up an opportunity to rhyme something with "suck on my nuts," to drop a simile on the order of "beatin' up the pussy like rugby." On "What U Say 'Bout Me," a standard-issue boast in defiance of all the haters, he still makes time to coin the aphorism "'tis the season for a threesome." And do you really need to ask what "Didderindashidder" is about? Or what "stick a flagpole" rhymes with?
If you can get past the thoroughgoing sleaze and the sporting misogyny, Durt is pretty good at what he does: he tap-dances on syllables only slightly less deftly than a Bone Thug, something like the love child of the Insane Clown Posse and Tech N9ne (the Georges Perec of hardcore rap, at least goatee-wise), with a little Project Pat thrown in for good measure. Nothing too challenging, but he's settled into a comfortable groove on tracks from local producer DexBeats, who by the way is having an inventory blowout sale right now (for only $35 you can own a beat that samples Pink Floyd's "Time"!). I'm not going to say you should watch this space for an epoch-defining effort from Mr. Reynolds, but you may as well at least keep your eye out in Bay Area men's rooms. Take that as you will.