I play on this CD, so let's just toss journalistic distance out the window right now. Long before I accepted the offer to squonk along with the Sovines for this project, I had become a ravenous, drooling fan of the band. That's why I have no problem proclaiming that the Sovines are one of the very best combos this country has to offer & that they ought to be sipping Moet et Chandon, or at least PBR out of the high heels of that red_haired gal on That 70's Show right now.

But they're not that famous yet.

Notice I said yet, because I really do think that the Sovines can overcome even a populace overwhelmed by pre-millennial tension. America-- hell, the WORLD needs the combination of dead solid perfect songwriting that these boys command & the sheer joy of performance that shines through every single recording & live show. I'm here to tell you that you will not find a sound on this greenhoused earth that stirs together greasy truckin' music, Bakersfield twang, & good old punk rock the way Matt, Bob, Ed, & Pete do it.

---Mark Wyatt, February 1999