Their debut album, The MC Stands for Revolution, sounds like nothing else. Comparisons can be made to R.L. Burnside and Beck, and surely will be, considering that producer Tom Rothrock, he of "Loser" fame, helmed the board for the band. But comparisons, as usual, simply miss the point. While the graphics of the record lead one to expect some sort of political stance, and the naked sound of the disc echoes the macho chest thumping of gangsta rap or simple get-down boogie, the lyrics and delivery of vocalist Nugent force one to listen up and take things seriously. This is an erudite man with a self-deprecating blend of humor and pathos. References to Brian Wilson are dropped, but so are tangential nods to Walt Whitman. Upon further and closer listening, what sounds like a thumping, hissing roar is actually a carefully meshed stew of sound. Slide guitar slams against breakbeats and samples from sources like the Grateful Dead and "Honky Tonk Woman." Through it all, Ferguson's loping and sinister bass lines keep things moving ahead. This is roiling, dynamic music, more akin to Bitches Brew than anything Sublime ever thought of. It isn't often that one hears something totally unique, the sort of sound that might just start something big. This band doesn't fit into comfortable niches, even though critics have tagged the music with all sorts of clever aliases from hick-hop to strum and bass, to mountain funk. ~ Rob Ferrier, All Music Guide