On the first listen, one is struck by the oddness of this album. A white Philadelphian dude who mumbles funky blues lyrics over a steel guitar and harmonica, G. Love obviously has a love affair with Muddy Waters and the swamp, or something. His mushmouth anthem, “Cold Beverage” is immediately the most entertaining song on the album and just cried out for a Coors commercial–and that’s just where it ended up. There are a couple other tunes that are entertaining, but certainly not stand-out. That’s the whole issue with this album, as one track starts to blend into another after a while. The compositions just don’t differ enough from track to track to make you want to listen to it more than once.