An echoey, out-of-focus board tape of Jerry Lee in reasonably good form blasting through a typically eclectic set of old hits, country faves, and whatever else he felt like playing that particular night. The female backup singers are a bit grating, but the Killer is engaged throughout, and the band keeps a pretty solid beat. If the mix weren't so awful, this would actually be a pretty good album.
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AllMusic Review by Cub Koda