My first take is that this is an energetic band with a fun funk bend. Flea’s bass lines are on point and Chad’s drums keep up. Anthony is having a great time. His white boy rap style is not taking itself too seriously. When they navigate away from the funk with “breaking the girl” they really feel out of their element. With the drums and bass still standing out, the vocals and flute seem lost. Some redemption to be had with that junkyard breakdown bridge. Such a talented band with a charismatic frontman. The signature Anthony Keidis skittleybapadangdong is ever-present and sometimes clouds the amazing rhythm section and shredding guitar, but not too often. I do find myself wanting some of their grooves to last a little longer without vocal intervention. I realize they need to do it to switch things up, but the sensitive slow crooning is off putting, saved only by some sultry guitar licks. The lyrics and vocals really aren’t built for it. The exception to this is, of course, “under the bridge” which transports you to a place, time and struggle. Too bad they seem to apologize for it with their next track “naked in the rain”, a song that dives head first into all of the things I dislike about this band. Ultimately, I found myself oscillating between wishing this album were over and being impressed by moments of brilliance. I think that speaks to their engulfing style. Either you’re all in, or you’re on the outside looking in. If I had the energy to stand up and join them, I have no doubt I would have a blast. This is album is a great display of the punkfunkgrunge only the Red Hot Chili Peppers bring to life.