An album that really rocks, replete with whacky soundbite collages midst its country/gospel, three-course meal. The drug references are delivered with such aplomb I thought, at times, of the cool despatch of Velvet Underground. Though the irony is on deck, there's nothing here quite so cool, so detatched, as those old 60s guys. A friend had seen this mob at the Colony Room, in London last year(Francis Bacon's old hang-out) & recommended them; a great setting for this sort of music, I would think. Particularly taken with,'Woke Up This Morning', 'Ain't Goin' to Goa', and the rant of,'Mao Tse Tung Said'.