This album is satisfying from start to finish, a rare thing. It's pure fun--Wendy James' outrageously over-the-top, stoned, breathy vocals are deliberately ridiculous, but they work fine with the expertly crafted, irresistible rhythms of these songs. The lyrics ain't half bad, and the smooth production and excellent ornamentation on each song shows consistent TLC was spent on the details. "(I Just Wanna) B With U", "Ain't No Rules", and especially, "Twangy Wigout" will have you playing this CD daily for quite a while. There's a great depth and reverb space to the sound, and a carefree psychedelic attitude. Sung by a she-cat who's clearly in heat.But just what the hell IS a "twangy wigout", anyhow?