As you all know, here at Desitunes4u we pride ourselves on telling you how it is, not mincing our words or taking into consideration any reputation or status anyone has in the industry. As I've said many times before: I'm not here to make any friends; I just say what I think. So when the new RDB or should I say Untouchables CD dropped through my letterbox, I was aware that I would be renewing my acquaintance with a few hate-mailers, I guess I should make room in my inbox, there's still loads from last time. But hey, it's not my fault, finding a good track on the last album was like finding a woman who can walk past a sale in a shoe shop, it just wasn't happening. Lets hope this one is a little bit better. It's the first album by Untouchables since the now infamous BPI raids so naturally you would expect them to steer clear of unauthorised samples and we can see how they fair with the big boys on a level playing field. The cheapie-charlie album cover looks more like a gig flyer and it's ironic that they use the words 'House, Hip Hop, Desi, Two Step Mixes' and not the term 'Garage' which has become almost a swear word in the desi scene and a stigma which has stuck strongly with Untouchables.

A pretty standard and somewhat pointless intro precedes the first actual track. 'This is Urban Flavas 3' says the voice, for all those who managed to put the CD into their CD players without looking at either the album cover or the writing on the actual disc.

Number 2 on the album is 'Dil Sada Lutiya Gaya' and not only is this a track; it is a lesson in politics (and a poor one at that) on how to try to hold onto the threads of your flagging career. Think of it as a recipe, in this case of how to make a stale, maggot-ridden meal into something edible. One; take one stale group, Two; add one matured track, Three; mix in a few drops of new beats to mask the old flavour, Four; add one large tablespoon of self raising psycho and five; leave to settle in the oven at either 963 or 972 am Club Asia. What miraculously seems to happen is the track, along with the others on this album, [due to the addition of Dr Psycho] finds its way onto the air, even though it's average at best. Beat that Jamie Oliver.

If you haven't noticed already, what Untouchables are keen on doing is having what they feel as the best usually as the first track on an album, what I can't understand is why this track, Sajna, isn't 1st. It does go to prove that RDB do know what they are doing, when they can be bothered that is. Special mention for Mr G.I.Jatt, who does a sterling job on this one, its not going to win prizes for production, but it makes you want to dance which is the whole point.

Talking of dancing, the next track is called 'Nachna' by the fantastic Sahara, no one quite does shoulder shaking tracks like these boys and this track is no different. A desi beat, the good old vocal tempo change halfway through and an instantly memorised chorus, I don't see much wrong with that.

Purely for the market in India is what 'Yeh Mera Dil' is all about. It tries to tap into the trend sweeping the clubs in India at the moment of dance/trance type remixes. I can see it working there, but here is a different matter. There is too much of a pop vibe as well as the obvious feel of jumping on the bandwagon to make a quick buck.

We flip the genre to garage now with 'Nang.' No matter how many times I listen to this, it's just not doing anything for me. It's rather bland and lifeless, doesn't really reach out and grab you like it should, probably because the vocals weren't given chance to be the star of the show, although I managed to pick out the reference to the periodic table, which did raise a smile.

You won't really be stretching your intellectual capabilities to deduce that the quality of tracks along the album is disappearing like roast chicken does at a wedding. 'Billo Raneeay' is the type of track I dislike. It's being sung as if read from a piece of paper, with the enthusiasm someone would have for colonic irrigation with hydrochloric acid.

'Pair Dukh Dhe' is simply an album filler; lets not mess about. The whole chorus concept they have going on is annoying, never mind singing about feet hurting, this makes my head hurt. Listening to it makes it feel like my head is being kicked… from the inside.

Hip-Hop takes over with 'How you mean.' I'm almost certain this is a leftover from the BollyHood album RDB made some tracks for. I've listened to it a few times and the beat isn't unpleasant to the ear, its basic but its decent. The actual rapping is a waste of time though.

Next up is E=MC with 'Naal Nachna.' The Punjabi vocals with the music provide a good blend, but the track as a whole doesn't cut it!

The last of the actual tracks ends on a sombre note with 'Baqi Sab Kush.' Again, it's the epitome of poor. Complete and utter waste of time, why anyone would listen to this is beyond me and where it fits into the concept of 'Urban Flavas' please send me an email.

Lets be frank, the album ended as anything of note after number four on the CD and the best way to describe the rest is a 'pile of wank!' If this is their feeble attempt to regain the top spot in the industry, it's failed miserably. There are no obvious samples that I spotted on the album, which is new territory for the label, and to be blatantly honest the original beats on show here are so bland and simple that nothing really grabs you and makes you wanna listen to it. The relentless conveyor belt that incessantly churns out shit from the cesspool known as Untouchables, keeps on going, with seemingly no end to the nightmare in sight. If your not going to do it properly, don't do it all. People won't pay for one-track albums and there's only so long you can keep living on past glory. Overall it gets a dire 4.4 outta 10.