Vintage Def Jam, in fact, is a major touchstone here, as Spooky even grapples with the ghost of Public Enemy on a quartet of covers. Despite appropriately raw textures from Meat Beat Manifesto's Jack Dangers and the presence of Chuck D himself, it's tough to beat the Bomb Squad at its own game. Where Drums of Death gets exciting, however, is on the new channeling of that same rebel-without-a-pause spirit. The crunching old-school instrumentals that make up the majority of the disc illuminate a fascinating alternate reality -- one in which Rick Rubin stayed at Def Jam. Here's what it might have sounded like. Play it loud.