In which we revisit Mr. Scruff’s Keep It Unreal, trace the path from Ninja Tune curiosity to permanently licensed British institution, and ask whether any late-90s album has worked harder in service of TV background music, car adverts and graphic design degree coursework.

Elsewhere, we conduct a full spreadsheet-assisted audit of the post-Wu-Tang Forever collapse: RZA’s disappearing production credits, the rise of landfill Wu-Tang, Ghostface’s lone quality-control operation, and why Beneath The Surface deserves rescuing from the great late-90s rap mulch pile.