Jesus H. Christ, what an incredible album. If these guys had been around 20 years ago you would have read about them in Music History books. Rock-n-Roll baby, like it was supposed to be. The label for which they record should be ashamed of the lack of promotion these guys have gotten. They are undoubtedly the last gasp for true rock. From the guitar driven genius of "64 Days" to the beautiful crafting and singing of "Red Wagon" these guys blow me away. It makes you cry when you look at the sorry shape of pop music today, and see somebody like this on the sidelines. I haven't heard music like this in years, and it makes me sick that the rest of the world will never know about it. Three singers, catchy songs with sing-along choruses, and most impressive, danceable music. Fat Possum has really laid an egg in marketing what is truly the only sure thing on their label. A ringing endorsement that crack and record sales don't mix. Shame on the label that has the best band in the world and is foolishly sqaundering their chance.Buy this record if you still look for and appreciate true, unbridled rock-n-roll, and tell Fat Possum Records they have truly [jeopardized the chance for] the only real band in the world.I weep for the future, as my Neckbones records sing me to sleep. MUST HAVE!