I was so anxious for this album's release that I actually downloaded a copy (legally, of course!) before waiting for it to appear in my local record store (it still hasn't shown up).  As a result, when I first listened to this it was a copy without liner notes or printed lyrics.  That is usually pretty annoying for this old school record collector, but it probably  caused me to listen that much closer to hear what Dug Pinnick is singing.  Fortunately, he is very easy to understand.  What made it even more challenging than usual is that the song titles and audio seem to have been jumbled in cyberspace, leading me to try and match the correct lyric to the song title.  Fortunately, it wasn’t very difficult to match up the proper song titles

So much has been written about King's X, so I'll just go on record that they are my favorite band.  All three members are amazingly talented and have now outnumbered King's X releases with solo albums and side projects.  For my money, we are served well by that strategy, as while the whole may be greater than the sum of King's x' parts, those parts are more rewarding than many-a-bands' best efforts.  This album is a case in point; perhaps Pinnick's finest of his half dozen solo efforts.  It is raw, down and dirty, but chock full of soul.  At over 60 years old, he still possesses one of the greatest sets of pipes in heavy music.  This collection showcases Pinnick's voice, songwriting, guitar playing, and his often-imitated-but-never-duplicated bass riffage.  And it’s all the more impressive to know that he also produced, engineered, does all the vocals and all the instruments sans lead guitar on one song.

This review is available in book format (hardcover and paperback) in Music Street Journal: 2013  Volume 6 at lulu.com/strangesound.