Dam these white boys can rock and dare I even say... rap. A couple of things I found out about myself after listening to this album 1. I don't trust my government (local, state, federal etc.) 2. These no way that an attack on September 11, 2001 will ever happen 3. I hate my parents 4. Shut up when I'm talking to you The best part about this album is that it is also stuck in my CD player in 1998 Jeep wrangler and now I have no choice but to listen to this album whenever I drive my car.

Time to bust out the black lip stick and finger nails. I'm goth now

Dam these white boys can rock and dare I even say... rap. A couple of things I found out about myself after listening to this album 1. I don't trust my government (local, state, federal etc.) 2. These no way that an attack on September 11, 2001 will ever happen 3. I hate my parents 4. Shut up when I'm talking to you The best part about this album is that it is also stuck in my CD player in 1998 Jeep wrangler and now I have no choice but to listen to this album whenever I drive my car.

3 Dudes. 2 with beards. 1 named beard. I think we need to go back, as a society, and embrace album covers where we have three over saturated pictures of dudes in Canadian tuxedos and/or climbing up things. Nothing better than some white guys pretending they're Muddy Waters too.... chef's kiss. This is an excellent album to bust out the Casa Migos and make poor life choices.

I spent some time hanging my bohemian tapestry on some barbiturates while listening to this album. Got so zonked out that it ended up taking me an hour and fifteen minutes just to get it done. Who's this Steve Winwood fella? He seems to have his shit together and I hope to see what he can do in the future. If you like 13 minute songs about becoming a fish, then this is the album for you!

From a modern perspective, this album is a comically large tub of cheese balls. Some of the beats are passable but the bars are weak. I'm sure the brits will figure out this hip hop thing eventually