A bit o’ funk, a bit o’ soul, and a whole dumptruck of pure rock‘n’roll wapatuli that’s been gathering strength in a garbage can in the back of the garage and gets stirred occasionally with a canoe paddle under the cosmic influence of Mike Watt. Good stuff. This record is perfect for that blissful moment when you punch out from work on Friday and you’re looking forward to the weekend’s swath of destruction. Or for painting a bedroom, which is how it worked for me.
–Eric Carlson (Crafty)