There's nothing really wrong with this record besides the fact that it's somewhat anonymous. Toots' charm lies in the fact that he and his band sound like Otis Redding and the MGs dropped into the midst of Kingston. That's why this record sounds so odd. The groove is straight reggae territory mined to greater effect by mates Marley and Tosh. Those gentlemen were larger than life figures, the sort of blokes you could never imagine meeting. Toots was a different sort of fellow, and his music is different as well; at its best it sort of invites you to come in and throw your coat on the couch. The groove here demands close attention, and while the band can play it, they don't sound like they're having much fun.
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AllMusic Review by Rob Ferrier