With their Black Album, this band set about trying to pay homage to the various rock influences from their teenage years. Now, the band has made quite a departure on this country, honky tonk-filled album. "Call Myself Home," with its beer-stained harmonies, and the recorded false starts on the follow-up track, "Ol' Love Train," make their songs somewhat attractive, while giving their album a certain charm. The vocals of Ryan Levecque at times leave a bit to be desired, but their front porch audio landscapes make this slight problem a small price to pay. The genre comes easy to the bandmembers in their playing and performance. Listeners even can hear the obligatory "yeehaw" thrown in for good measure. A lengthy gap between the finale and a more rock-oriented hidden track is a bit tedious, but not a huge problem. Twangy and authentic, the record doesn't suffer any fools.
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AllMusic Review by Jason MacNeil