Even the inevitable comparisons to Paul's Boutique understate how diffuse these 27 brief but idea-crammed tracks really are. Think instead of a walk with Quas through the projects on a summer evening: Laughter and arguments fade in and out, snatches of old soul, jazz, and hip-hop drift by, and as always, there's that half-humorous, half-disturbing helium voice in your ear -- Madlib himself even chimes in periodically, like a good angel. To speak of the best moments is beside the point; this soundscape must be inhabited whole and made sense of as you go.
Which is the one nagging thing about The Further Adventures, packed as it is with muddled brilliance: Madlib has already done muddled brilliance. As effective a disguise as Lord Quas is, he's still a disguise. This disc is a lock for year-end best-ofs, and deservedly so. But it's possible to appreciate its greatness and still wish the Wizard of Quas might someday be willing to step out completely from behind the curtain.