Every supposedly "crazy" thing M.I.A. said on her last record (/\/\ /\ Y /\) and mixtape (Vicki Leekx) came true, and her industrial-punk-hop-electro paranoia sounds like Yeezus' template, in retrospect. Now, not allowing label dawdling or media-gotcha-crapola to bog her down, she's groovy and ballin' and matter-of-fact, purring on strutting single "Y.A.L.A.": "Bombs go off when I walk in the building." In the Hit-Boy-produced snippet "Boom Skit," she chants down haters double-dutch-style: "Boom boom jungle music / Go back to India / With your crazy shit, you're bumming up the area." Unlike the punk-squat rave messthetic of its predecessor, Matangi sprawls across the globe coolly, with her producers (Switch, the Weeknd's Doc McKinney, and others) framing the melodic ricochets from her tribal glitch and Bollywood bro-step soundclash. "Come Walk with Me" flickers with a Girl Group la-di-da before shorting out, then "aTENTion" head-nods like a Maya Jane Coles mix. "Bad Girls" could be Bling Ring drive-by music booming from Istanbul's Istiklal Street, yet "Exodus" (at the album's mid-point) and "Sexodus" (at album's end) are wispy, international synth-sonnets. In other words, This Is Party Fucking Animal Afro-Puff (R)Evolution Music, or sumfin else entirely. The joy's in the not knowing. C.A.