There’s no question as to which coast Ice Cube loves the most. But what is debatable is the execution of his last album, I Am The West. Throughout the disc, Cube comes off grumpier than Walter Matthau and Jack Lemmon. As always, he challenges the status quo, but this time, with an old timer angst (“Too West Coast”, “No Country For Young Men”, “Drink The Kool-Aid), and trite anthems, (“Life In California” and “Nothing Like In L.A.”). Make no mistake, Ice Cube’s still cold on the mic. It’s just that this album does nothing to melt the criticism.