With the mercury hitting 91°F here in Los Angeles, our summer crate is calling. At five tracks and under thirty minutes, Enough Is Enough makes no apologies for refusing to hitch its wagon to a single sound, offering instead an unruly sonic free-for-all. And it works. Each track stakes its own claim, from wet rubberband reggae and crunchy, Sabbath-tinged acid rock to loose-limbed jazz-funk and thick Afrobeat heat. Yet somehow(!) the album maintains its aesthetic cohesion. Find a patch of shade and dig the informed chaos. No rules. No boundaries.