In our 2006 Listmania we put out a call for new albums from the likes of Peedi Crakk, Fam-Lay, Killer Mike, Joanna sans Van Dyke and so on which is kind of obnoxious but, you know, whatever. Conspicuously or maybe not so conspicuously absent from that list, however, was Cody Chesnutt. Chesnutt opted out of the rat race a while back and fucked off to Florida to raise his son, and rather than recording he's been working on a deeply Chesnutt-ian project called The Live Release - which of course means that rather than us getting gifted with Another Headphone Masterpiece or whatever, to hear new Cody Chesnutt music you gotta get yourself in the same room as Cody himself. Sure it's kind of disappointing that a man who so clearly had an intensely spiritual love affair with his 4-track isn't really putting anything to tape for now, but if we really felt like we knew what's best for Cody, then we'd be deeply confused about who, exactly, we're dealing with. So we wait patiently, and we go see him when he makes the rare New York appearance. All that said, we just stumbled upon "Boils" a new song that popped up on November's Beggars release Plague Songs, and at first it stutters but then it just fucking cooks. Then it stutters. Then it cooks. Then a call from a horn and brrrrrrrr-rum "BOILS!". I mean FUCK he's good. Track the song down.