3.7 - At my high school, there were a few distinct stoner groups, floating casually outside of my geeky, theater/debate team orbit. One stoner group fixated on Phish and other jam bands, another was comprised of recent Russian emigrés, and there was also the jock stoners. Within that mix, a sub-group of more goonish stoners overlapped with the jocks and jam band enthusiasts. These goons were fun-loving dudes. They were usually accompanied by a few groupie chicks and made appearances at all the house parties, as far as I can tell. But these dudes went a little harder, mixing their kind bud with whippets and Malibu and cough syrup. Most had had some run-ins with police, but managed to keep a clean record before they all spread out to their various New England liberal arts colleges. These are the dudes I associate most with G. Love. They were good-humored guys so I'm glad they were listening to cool music. I've always liked the few cuts I've heard off this joint, especially "Cold Beverage." "My Baby's Got Sauce" is more of a novelty but a winning one that gets the ladies smiling. Other standout: "This Ain't Living."