If this album doesn't bring a tear to your cold, dry, insensitive eye then I don't know what will. It's how you want Chon to sound, it's how you felt in highschool, it's chicken that never went bad in your refrigerator. It's just fun. I find myself "boogie"ing to it whenever I hear it, and it's such a breath of fresh air when I come back. I'm also curious how many hands the drummer has, because per my count he has at minimum 14. I love it.
