On this raw and scrappy album, Trouble sound like the greatest 1968 garage band you've never heard. They set aside their doom metal sound for this one, sped things up, and kept the songs short and sharp. Not sure why Rick Rubin had Eric Wagner sing through a telephone on some tunes (or whatever it was that distorts his vocals to make them sound scratchy), but you can't argue with the results. I love how closing track "Breathe" segues into Donovan's "Atlantis" ... trippy!