Dr. Giraffe's Cellophane Cruise Ship: Paul Banks - Everybody on My Dick Like They Supposed to Be (2013)

Everybody on My Dick Like They Supposed to Be (seriously?) is Paul Banks' stab at a mixtape. Released for free most of the way through the gap between Interpol's self-titled album, its most poorly received to date, and El Pintor, its best in a decade, it didn't renew any interest in Interpol, nor spark any in a potential new creative avenue for Banks. Perhaps it's unfair to judge it by the fact that it's outside Banks' milieu. It's a bigger leap than Dylan going electric - closer to Dylan going dubstep - but keep an open mind.

On its merits, Everybody on My Dick Like They Supposed to Be is not terrible (besides that title), but it is amateurish and forgettable, and only the names attached to it distinguish it from the same sort of stuff you'll find on Soundcloud. Banks doesn't rap, which is almost certainly for the best - instead, for the most part we get instrumental hip-hop a la J Dilla, but Banks is no Dilla. What little rapping there is comes courtesy of guests El-P, Talib Kweli, High Prizm and Mike G. Banks would go onto release an album with RZA under the name Bankz & Steelz. Its genesis predates Everybody, but Anything But Words didn't come out until 2016.